My dreams cannot end without the taste of your lips.
My world cannot go on without you in it.
You are my Sun, and I am Heliocentric.
You are the travels, I’ve not yet braved.
You are the breaths that I’ve not yet taken.
You are my muse.
Muse
My dreams cannot end without the taste of your lips. My world cannot go on without you in it. You are my Sun, and I am Heliocentric. You are the travels, I’ve not yet braved. You are the breaths that I’ve not yet taken. You are my muse.
1–2 minutes
Kim V. Poetry 
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