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Bound
A silent invitation,
Pulling me deeper,
Into my own sweet demise—
I’ve arrived.
Pretty lips,
Bound with mine,
Locked together,
In a moment that feels like forever.
Her gaze holds me captive,
A fire burning behind those eyes,
As if our souls have collided,
In a place where time dies.
No words are spoken,
Just a rhythm shared—
A connection so fierce,
Nothing else compares.
In her, I’m lost,
In her, I’m found—
Bound together,
Without a sound.
I’ve arrived in her world,
And now, I never want to leave.
Pulling me deeper,
Into my own sweet demise—
I’ve arrived.
Pretty lips,
Bound with mine,
Locked together,
In a moment that feels like forever.
Her gaze holds me captive,
A fire burning behind those eyes,
As if our souls have collided,
In a place where time dies.
No words are spoken,
Just a rhythm shared—
A connection so fierce,
Nothing else compares.
In her, I’m lost,
In her, I’m found—
Bound together,
Without a sound.
I’ve arrived in her world,
And now, I never want to leave.
Published 17th Oct 2024
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