Sleep.
My mistress calls to me. I've been ignoring her for the last few days, fleeting moments where we unite together only to have her cruelly snatched away. She taunts me, weaving in and out of my mornings, teasing me, making me crave her.
All I know is that I must have her!
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If I was an angel, my wings would be tipped with black...writer, lover, dreamer, thinker, complicated.
Her beauty unsurpassed, Laying on a yellow circle. She looks into my eyes, And my senses are made fools. There must be something hidden, Is this just not meant to be.
I lie down and close my eyes. Thinking about so many flowers. Mostly I'm just thinking about you. In my head you flutter so sweetly, my lovely little butterfly girl.
"Peter?" That was one name I was sick sick sick of hearing. "Peter" The name came out as a shriek this time. Sick of hearing the name. Seeing his face. Remembering everything that he'd said and done.
So close to my finger tips can't quite touch it, Frustration Pain Insane longing to have you in my domain.
I have loved you from the moment I first laid eyes on you. I don't think there's anything I wouldn't do.
Even as a child I loved the deep, I was like a water baby, But not like that at all, Once I was in the sea I wanted to stay there, Beneath it's ripples forever...
One hushed word from your lips. You've got me at your fingertips. Aching for just a sip. Locked lips. You're killing me. Under your spell. And you've swallowed the key. Only your eyes will tell.
My appetite for you is like a hunger that is always starved. My hunger for you is like a thirst that is never quenched. My thirst for you is like a lust that is never satisfied.
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