All you

The hours.

The lifetimes

spent lost in your scent, aura, bliss.

I worship you like the anointed

like holy days,

Blessings from your touch,

from your speech,

its where I learned to love.

Where I learned to wear it

like clothing,

and you tasted of infinity.

It was addicting.

And it was all you.

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