I told you...I told myself, dear...
You're with me...always near...
Sitting next to you...touching...
Miles away in my heart...living...
Walking distances...yearning...
Soaked soul along...dipping...
Smoking out the life...straight...
Wanting the juice...all night...
Sharing the texture...outpour...
Love, love & love...downpour...
Not necessarily...you & me...
I, on my own...will chisel me...
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