I know these roads like i know the curve of you body. There are always places i want to go, but i struggle to reach. Holding me back, i extend all breathe in depths of your lungs. Provoked by tips of lips and the expression in your eyes, i move where you move. En wrapped in the mood of your stare, I'm caught up in everything you say. Ears are not always pierced to the backside of my door, but that doesn't keep the zest from shaking my spine. You're a charm to any body's soul, but I'm just as much yours as you are mine; any good life would be taken right from me if you were to walk away. It's permanently unquestionable.
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