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Whisperer...
I was my own composition when he shuffled my feelings for him,
The mind kept its toes but the heart sank a depth.
He was a wide way to a different city and I was ever a single lane addressed for comfort.
He was bigger than his words and deeper than his eyes and Oh lord how I couldn't fell for something so wild yet intense.
He caved in to my touches and folded to my breathe...
He lured me into an array of storms and said I was fine
He kept his hands to himself, though I wanted to cross a line.
He blew away my comfort and brought me to his highs
He always just whispered and I could never know why!

© LittledidIknow