He was washed over

My mind was flooded by memories of you

My body washed over by a tsunami of truth,

That your touch and your tender kisses

Long gone now of which I now rue,

I still crave your scent and body on me

I hope that’s not to vulgar or to rude,

But I still love you baby.

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