Thirty Days

Thirty days hath my heart to dwell in fears while we’re apart. Thirty days hath my soul to long for things I can’t control.  Thirty days hath my mind to wonder if you will still be mine.  Thirty days hath my body to crave you when I’m feeling naughty. Thirty days hath my fingertips to forget how it felt to trace your lips.

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