Monday, August 22, 2022

Reflections

I knew it wasn't love
But still I fell
It was a want, like any other
Craving for an iced white mocha
Or a steak, fried medium rare

I didn't see a future
But I saw your eyes
A mirror reflecting my heart
Your touch, sinful ecstasy

I chose to fall 

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    1. never stop writing, no matter how much or how little. i will always check in here and read :)

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    2. Thanks Wills, that's very kind of u!!!

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Behave yourself, now. ;)