open for suggestions that make some sort of sense... luv is to be tucked away until emotions sit down so minds can invest... there ain't nothing worse than a pit so empty lusts are the only thing left... after so many words guaranteed a friend is not jus some kinda guest... ears are listening for a tone to sink in to a special place unknown... there's jus no use in luv coming off the ropes... being beat around until the feel losses hope... desperately trying to remember who someone is before it's all on my own... back to the basics where the details come into play... attempting to forget yet another friendly face to fade... the wait is challenging but the interest lingers with the flickering of flames... wanting to be lit by some real shit that desires to be touched by the way the tongue says thy name... as a reasonable mind would enjoy different version of what the wait is patient for... to gain something so rare one couldn't ask for anything more... knowing the game is not in need of who can score... slowly time is coming to terms with who will stand to be usefully explored... known from the inside out as the sacred things are applied to pleasure beneath the sky... as fear steps to the side n admires how two can admit there's nothing to hide... having no reason to ever ask why... luv has settled on the like it takes to confirm what there is to truly gain in the middle of life... peeking up here n there to witness curiosities walking with a strut... as the tenderness hasn't been plucked jus quite right to provoke the rush... for the time capsule honors the guarantee of long term trust... from ashes to ashes, dust being the end of a forever luv...
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