When you kiss me I want to die. It sounds horrid... but you don't understand...When you kiss me sweetly; ever so slowly. I feel myself falling. Everything around us disappears. I'm no longer kissing you, but drowning. And I have to say my love, nothing feels quite better.
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Hues Of Words
Poetry"Take off your colors, what are you wearing them for?" Cover made by @CoverCreator678
