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Oxygen
I live to breathe in her love She is the oxygen I am starving for in my lungs I look into her eyes and see a reflection of my soul staring back into me I breathe her love in I breathe it out I take each breath as if it's my last I've breathed the magic potion of love I crave her like a candle craves oxygen at the onset of darkness I crave her the love of my life I crave her the only way I have ever known how I become a drowning man struggling to breathe I gasp for her love she possesses my heart and soul She is the only oxygen I know when she kisses me I get oxygen out of each kiss Those kisses that sends messages to my toes and fingertips She kisses the right things at the right time then kisses the things she missed When I breathe my soul slips from me and goes into her wraps itself around her all night, like the breath of the moon Her breath is like a small night wind dries my cheeks we talk in touches Her soft breasts brown nipples dimpling and I am gone into mist I breathe her oxygen her lips spilled rising That is why I carry my love of her as constant as any sun deep in my heart...
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