

love poems...sleepless my bed shares in lucid dreaming where my mind focuses on your kiss or last moments of blissful intercourse remain etched into my memory for i dont know when the next time i will see you. our hearts remain fordged as love blossems through distance its getting harder and harder to recall our late night laughter close in each others arms we were so HIGHlove poems...
now i am low, in need of your touch, a wise word from your soft lips,
i long to wake from slumber to the soft words you speak. "baby, I love you, you are beautiful"
you are beautiful, when sleeping st
Hat
Erin
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