Your Cries
Every time I stand in the wind,
I close my eyes,
And enjoy the kiss upon my skin,
But,
I also imagine,
The taste of sin,
As my hair hears your cries,
And stretches to reach you near.
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Every time I stand in the wind,
I close my eyes,
And enjoy the kiss upon my skin,
But,
I also imagine,
The taste of sin,
As my hair hears your cries,
And stretches to reach you near.
Beautiful!
~Arganise
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