Last time I was out of myself
I was trapped by your touch
all over, never ending,
strong and possesive
You are here
I feel you around
making clear
that you are conquering
all you desire
you take
all you require
is done
I am wishing
that this continues
as an evoluation of hunger
as the continum of desire
until we drown in it
Not as frenetic hunt
just a instint
that we reach to
everytime the urge
links you to soul
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