Not mine...
I know I must not have these memories of you,
but, darling, just the very thought of you
makes my heartbeat race,
the heat flow through my veins
sending shivers down my spine...
This thought of you is like drinking the finest wine,
and when I imagine having you by my side,
I cannot properly decide
if this is right or wrong,
if writing you a song
can banish the indecent thoughts from my mind
that linger on and on and on... And I cannot find
the reason or the source
of this lustful force,
of this passionate desire
that only sets my entire entity on fire,
and what makes this situation even worse
is that only in my verse
I can go past any line -
only there you are completely mine.
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Napisal/a: ...Anja...
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