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parrisgoghArt is my reason of life.
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by parrisgogh

Lips as cold as ice,

hands soft like the pillows beneath our heads;

and kisses shared like the memories we've left unsaid.

Bodies intertwine with our lips,

running over thoughts that made the feet hurt;

and fingers tearing through the fabric of your nirvana t-shirt.

Water droplets down the neck,

perfectly sculpted jawline;

and the sound of your name tasting so divine.

We leave with tingling touches,

wind shouting at the trees;

with goodbyes crying words from feelings left unseen.

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