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Just like the moon, she isn’t always full but she still shines just as bright.

You, my love, are a breath of fresh air in an all too suffocating world

Your love is an Autumn breeze on a cloudless day, and the welcoming scent of leaf decay.

We’ve got that playful teasing tongue tying sensual gazing lip biting back arching toe curling firm grouping passionate kissing ..

In waves, your love crashed over my intangible soul, Washing away the darkness that clung to me like and unwanted friend.

Autumn's madehis presence knownin the brisk light kissthat grazes my cheek.

Here's to,the loves lostin silent criesfrom throatsand empty eyes.

Hope floats upon a wind that I have not felt in my hair, and I hope to hell that it is you it carries me to.

We wear a different mask everyday to fit the mold of the world, but what if your mask was to break? Would you repair the one ..

I have been stripped to the bone salt thrown on my wounds and yet, I still breath my heart still beats I still love even when I know it co..