I want his lips, his hands and his arms.
I want him the way the ocean wants the shore, constantly reaching and running back.
I want him the way rain wants to fall, the way the sun wants to shine, the way words want to be read.
Wanting you for infinity, to the millionth degree, no rain could douse the fire I have for him.
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LonelyDarkSoul
07:59 Aug 26 2016
I can be that for you and my fire is the same