AcheA Poem by a_methyste I miss your angelic face I miss your sweet voice In the middle of the night I miss your moon conversations Your warmth When you touch me I ache for you You leave me asking for more.
I miss your angelic face
I miss your sweet voice In the middle of the night I miss your moon conversations Your warmth When you touch me I ache for you You leave me asking for more. © 2025 a_methyste |
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Added on December 15, 2025 Last Updated on December 15, 2025 |
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