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By nicky_heart
It’s passion that drives me today, it’s wanting to see you, to touch you, to flood you with kisses. Your presence fills me, your body invades me and your absence kills me. To love means, to live, to suffer horribly when your arms pull away from my waist, to be incapable of thinking about anything other than you, you, you. My imagination and my body know how to express themselves. It’s madness, loving so much is insane, loving to the point of suffering as soon as you are away. Finally, you are back in my arms. I can’t believe that I miss you so much in just 2 days.
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