Tentacles

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Tentacles that twist and turn, is what you use to make me yearn. Grabbing at my soul’s desire, getting ready to spark a fire. Wanting more of you each day, can you please come out to play? Ring around the rosy does not interest me, let us frolic in the sun. Let me loose but not for long, I want to delight in your love.

In A World

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In a world of mossy green, that is where I long to be. Velvety fields to lay upon, pitter patter of insects marching is a familiar sound. Exploring ideas of life itself, not a care in the world only rest. Hiking up the mountain high, not mumbling a word or even a sigh. In a world of mossy green, that my friend is a daydream.