6 june 2019
miles to close
U can sleep like a baby
I like to see you when you closing your eyes
So quiet you starting dreaming.
I above your breath touching your hairs,
So smooth and soft.
You are so perfect I thing...
When you lie to me again,
When you know I dont dream,
Giving me shit another time and fuck me over.
And I love to hear this silence,
No lies and no hate.
Touching your skin, kissing your chick.
To far to your soul, to close to my faith.
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