I want to grind you with my words...
pour, thunder, rain down on you with all my anger, betrayal, injustice and disappointment... make raw your skin with my fury...
I want to coat you with my laughter, my love, my adoration...
my endless, unwaivering faith...
drip salve from my lips as I press away any last doubt you may have...
I want to impress you, and leave you,
always,
hungering for more...
pour, thunder, rain down on you with all my anger, betrayal, injustice and disappointment... make raw your skin with my fury...
I want to coat you with my laughter, my love, my adoration...
my endless, unwaivering faith...
drip salve from my lips as I press away any last doubt you may have...
I want to impress you, and leave you,
always,
hungering for more...
I miss you religiously
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