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Feral Love

Judson_Kaique

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Dancing under the pale moon of the early morning. What wouldn't I do for you here?

We are young and alive, nothing could stop our union. That's why we're here.

Holding your shoulders while you feel my biceps. I could say out loud: "I love you intensely". That's why we're here.

The breeze comes with a touch of rosemary, the mist hovers over the city. I still expect to have you forever and ever. I always look at the blue or starry sky and think to myself: "I'm a lucky guy". I'm a lucky guy, because you are here.

Sweating like two hunters in an Indian jungle, adrenaline, oxytocin and cortisol are in the air. I scent you like a predator, but I would never hurt you.

You trap me, you trick me, you hold me hostage, I hear whispers in my ears coming from you: "I will be here, right here".

Holding your shoulders while you feel my biceps. I could say out loud: "I love you intensely". That's why we're here.

Sweating like two hunters in an Indian jungle, adrenaline, oxytocin and cortisol are in the air. I scent you like a predator, but I would never hurt you.

You awaken my fiercest side, you manage to confuse me with your love, that's why we're here.

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  • you_got_this_lol

    Lucky guy indeed 🥹

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  • nodding_along

    Rosemary on the breeze is the line I'm keeping from this one. It's the only quiet thing in a poem full of sweat and predators, and I liked it there.

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