When night gets deep,
and when i feel that,
You are not mine,
I want my loneliness,
To wrap me,
In silence all around me,
when my heart,
Is noisy in darkness,
and white noise,
becomes approaching,
Telling blood flow of my ears,
It becomes magic of self limitations.
My pink lips, and curved tongue,
feel the salted taste of tears,
my moaning chest,
Inhales deep,
and keeps in chaotic,
Thinking,
To quite my desires.
hi...wow... u wrote some very amazing linesstrong potent and emotive...deeply touching wow again here yer ten...and cheers too
My pink lips, and curved tongue, feel the salted taste of tears, my moaning chest, Inhales deep, and keeps in chaotic, Thinking, To quite my desires......cry not in open else it will bring shame on you....beautiful theme with clear message of loe.. i admire it....10 read mine.... cry not....a cross road...come home...home bound...she did not come
wow..this is great Sahar..nice flow....and that curved tongue is very seductive
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want my loneliness, To wrap me, In silence all around me, ................... .cry of innocence by lone silence heart when longing love intense, quite amazing write by imagery, as when ingenious,10+++, thanks for sharing