Find You Every time I hear your voice my voice speaks for yours every time I think start thinking and I end up thinking about you, but all the more times I remember you ... It is just as I do not think you ... every time I remember you wanted to go back and touch your hand as a white root water every time you guess, I imagine smiling filling dark parts of my being. curiosity called me as well as my prison sentence, feel attached to you and not empty nothing to everything, but take as a whole. I know I'll see you at night and my soul will rest, he longed to have you because she enjoys you, even when you absent these, but want to blow on your cheek the beauty of feeling the warmth of your words. giving tilt my head to rest it on you. I might take like a flower and plant yourself in the lines of my hands, in order to know more of your white collar, to take over your body, until you clear the lines of my hands of both adore.
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