Those eyes that get to take you in,

To be in your presence a sin.

But banish these thoughts I must,

Assuming leads to mistrust.

Those hands that hold your hips,

That air that brushes your lips.

Overthinking my own jealous mind,

Leaving all logic behind.

That heart that gets to touch yours,

Those frozen souls you wish to thaw.

You are like fire in this cold life,

These wrong thoughts causing strife.

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Love and miss you R

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🖤💚