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"To Forget you..."
They say I will forget you and I have surly tried,
But your laugh is just too haunting and so is your smile,
The way your eyes lighten, the way your voice curves deep,
The way your arms surround me, while you think I'm fast asleep,
How your eyes always tell me your feelings, yet at the same time I'm completely lost,
I wonder sometimes if you love me and if my touch is enough.
The way you whisper in my ear, how your breath strokes my neck,
Those shivers only you can give, the heated feeling streaming down my back,
The way your fingers trace my thighs, the burning sensation left behind,
How could i forget you, you are the meaning of my life,
I live for your affection, 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,
We play a Vibrant tune, The Passions Minuet,
I know I will always ache for you, especially in the night,
I will always crave for your warmth, it brought me such delight.
I wish that i could tell you, the way i truly feel,
I will never forget you in will never truly heal,
They say my heart will discard you; your picture will be erased,
Mu skin will forget you, my fantasies your face.
Still I hear them say, whats they've always said before,
It may have taken you only a day to be hurt, but you still have a lifetime to cure.
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