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Thoughts of a lovesick poet

By K FPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read

The night sky was illuminated by the glow of the crescent moon.

I imagine the glistening stars shining like the way her eyes will when she looks at me.

The late night breeze,

the nipping breath chills the air,

Similar to how I imagine her gentle finger tips feel gliding across my skin.

With a mind like a novel,

She’s intriguing to where I can’t turn away.

Oh how I crave to know more.

I patiently wait for the upcoming chapter to be fabricated .

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K F

just your friendly neighborhood lesbian with so much words to articulate from the folds of her mind into heart felt stanzas.

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