Omitting Love from Affection.
How bitter this dehydration.
Breathe in quickly to discover cemented distaste.
Every time you’re close to me.
I contradict my salacious thoughts in haste.
Breathe out slow, steadying my hearts fractious beat.
You grow in my heart salaciously.
She's my Predilection.
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