What do I call this insatiable desire....... ,
My mind yearns with you.........,
I fell in attraction with you in some conversations........,
Your silence, my youth, between the two ........ without fire ........ without smoke ........ a fire kills me.........,
The branch goes up to the sky even though the tree is rooted in the ground.......
.........✍🌹...........
kikiadri💜💙.
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