Rosy cheeks curl in unison to the ends of your lips , a perfect smile of beauty holding my vision hostage.
Sniffing your scents, unfamiliar to your concentrated bliss, unique to only you.
A flavor rich in uncertainties and insecurities swooshes around in my mouth, relishing on your codependence, my taste is satisfied.
Listening to your heart beat, present, my ears hear your spirits and attach to your presence.
An uncertain feeling of your mutual feelings, I sit as that similar to a bucket without water, a heart unable to touch your bliss, 4 of 5 senses satisfied, the feeling of you I’ll truly miss.
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