I Was Thinking
The temptation of you
The bitter taste of your leaving
The scent of your perfume
I find myself always needing
When you're out of my sight
I await your return
On the darkest of nights
It's for your touch I yearn
For you've never known
And you don't to this day
Together we've grown
Still we're so far away
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