When you think of me,
remember the time we first hit each others eyes
under the light of the blue moon spark,
our Souls already made love at that Moment of a glance,
When you think of me,
think of me as the honey dripping of your tongue,
warm and soft as you Always felt in my chest,
When you think of me,
Always remember, for it was i yes i, who still is in the deepest parts of your souls essence
Katharina Biro
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