Separated
My mind thirsts for your words
My body hungers for your touch
My herat aches for your love.
Feeling no future
Hearing no love
Smelling no sweetness
Tasting nothingness
I'm seeing no you.
I close my eyes and I swear I can feel you in my thoughts.
Vividly emotionally uncontrollably sexually slowly definitely loved
passionately crazily exotically astonishingly beautifully
amazingly...These conscious dreams are sonsuming me.
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