on this matter of

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There I stood alone,

There you stood hiding,

beside a pine which one can hide from.

Played it non chalantly.

Loved you so much with my hands,

you succumbed to me as I to you with fervor.

Then nothing stood our way.

As our lust was nothing more than love itself.

To go by with this, yes

Love was,

Love is,

Love has nothing on us,

coz we loved each other on separate terms.

πŸ™„πŸ˜ΆπŸ˜‘πŸ˜πŸ€”πŸ˜ŽπŸ˜€πŸ˜πŸ˜‚πŸ˜ƒπŸ˜„πŸ˜…πŸ˜†πŸ˜†πŸ˜‰πŸ˜ŠπŸ˜‹πŸ˜‡πŸ€

Β© oliver a. melendezβŠ™

β– D3D14$/ VDL VB / B2.61

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