I miss you and I don't know what to do with myself
In a perfect world: I would be tracing your face with my fingertips
Bring your face close to mine, kissing your eyes, the tip of your nose
and last but not the least: your lips.
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love intense reasons blue thirst yet bestirs over lips desires never intones by the dream toche yet never denies even by distinction.............love never ruffles even right or wrong when betiding by benediction, well penned by the uimagery
In the reducing length of the lines you draw the reader ever inward, intensifying the experience of such a tender and passionate moment. This is totally beautiful, thank you June.