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What They Say
They say I will forget you and I have surely tried,
But your laugh is just to haunting and so is your smile,
The way you eyes darken, the way your voice curves deep,
The way your arms surround me, while you think I'm sound asleep,
How your eyes always tell me your feelings,
Yet at the same time I'm completely lost,
I wonder at times if you love me and If my touch is enough,
Than the way your whisper in my ear,
How your breath strokes my neck,
Those shivers only you can gave,
The heated feelings streaming down my back,
The way your fingers trace my thighs,
That burning sensation left behind,
How could I ever forget you, you're the meaning of my life,
I live for your affections, I crave for your warmth,
I need your arms around me, those whispers I adore,
The way your touch is like a bow and I am your violin,
How you play a sensual tune, The Passions Minuet,
I know I will always ache for you, especially in the night,
I will always hope for your touch, It brought me such delight,
I wish that I could tell you, the way I truly feel,
I will never forget you and will never truly heal,
They say my heart will discard you; your picture will be erased,
My skin will forget you, my fantasies your face,
Still I hear them say, what they've always said before,
It may have taken you a day to be hurt, but you have a lifetime to cure.
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