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Exist
Exist
The pages fall off the calendar
As the leaves go from green to red then gold
My existence has lost all meaning
Unless I exist in bed next to you
The softness of your skin draws me in
Makes me want to give my burning love to you
When you’re away my spirit decays
And it doesn’t return until I lay my eyes upon you
In between I just resist but I can’t exist alone
The pages fall off the calendar
As the leaves go from green to red then gold
My existence has lost all meaning
Unless I exist in bed next to you
The softness of your skin draws me in
Makes me want to give my burning love to you
When you’re away my spirit decays
And it doesn’t return until I lay my eyes upon you
In between I just resist but I can’t exist alone
Published 20th Dec 2024
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