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The feeling of lust and love
The feeling of a body touching you like the first freckle of snow.
The first summer breeze mixed with the first anticipation of standing deep in the sea.
It brings a craving for storms.
Chasing clouds, dreaming of rainbows.
Feel the love invade your barriers. Shattering your reef of sorrow.
No more drowning. Life can be outstanding.
A fear of closness is a fear daunting to your path of love and true freedom.
Life's real it's no game and humans are not toys.
Sex is a passionate thing. Being close to someone is a deep need. Not a concuring suceed.
For when things darken only the ones closed to your heart can help you learn and curve.
The first summer breeze mixed with the first anticipation of standing deep in the sea.
It brings a craving for storms.
Chasing clouds, dreaming of rainbows.
Feel the love invade your barriers. Shattering your reef of sorrow.
No more drowning. Life can be outstanding.
A fear of closness is a fear daunting to your path of love and true freedom.
Life's real it's no game and humans are not toys.
Sex is a passionate thing. Being close to someone is a deep need. Not a concuring suceed.
For when things darken only the ones closed to your heart can help you learn and curve.
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