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Silverfox913

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1 poem·Since November 2022
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A Week Ago

November 16, 2022
It was a week ago today that you last held me in your arms It was a week ago that I last experienced your charm It was a week ago that I prepared It was a week ago that we met and shared It was a week ago that my longings were realized It was a week ago that I had you again between my thighs It was a week ago that I didn't have tears of missing you It was a week ago that I couldn't stop kissing you I count my days by our times last seen I live out my days with thinking of fulfilling my dreams My calendar is measured by our time spent My calendar is counted by starts and stops when I last saw you and went.... Love is hard Love is even harder because we have to be apart.... I love you
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