Just two weeks more, my sweet,
Then our hands and lips will meet,
Actions born from words unsaid;
The whispers wrote whilst in bed,
Curled with the duvet, encased,
Imagining your sweet embrace -
Distance can feel oh so mean,
But it'll be done in just fourteen.
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23, Vegetarian, (insanely busy) Vet student pondering about love, life and dragons.
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I can relate to this, luckily my waits over and we're together at the moment, I'll be leaving too soon though <\3. Really wonderful poem💚💜💙
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