Eye spy

The swollen emotion of my affection

in which no matter how it seems

unlikely,

that you can ever give me with those uber awesomness of your touch

that wont quit,

and will make me hard enough

to follow you

like a puppy that wants its bone so much, hed run after and keep chasing pavements.
For the memories of old, that left me wanting to love someone more better than ever was. Thank you for the memories.

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