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Dispersed

My touch promises feast to your famished lips.
Parched, my inhibition slips.
Yearning on the cusp of flesh's collision.
Never existed a decision.
Dispersed is a need greater than the limits of this one fragile world.
Even eternity is an insufficient word.
Pressed against your chest I hear the familiar thump of forever.
From every molecule of sadness, my soul is severed.
To be kissed by you is my favorite endeavor.
Written by deliabear (Debbie)
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