Oh Want You?

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Love me like you love to dream.
Breathe me in like a blossoming rose cut fresh from Edens garden teem.
Consume me like fine wine out of date.
Devour my lust like a starved artist, sadly awaiting their big break.
You spoil me,
I’ve become rotten like an heiress on an hourly shopping spree.
Not many words can define you, but for you i have two.
So hear me better than a morning bird chirping before noon.
You are to me what the sun is to the moon.
What oxygen is to my lungs,
What candy is to the young…
Heaven sent…

by jasmine aka beyond all eyes

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