Throne
I thought your texts were just a few lines, Until, in their absence, I stayed awake, mine to mine. Without almost your “I’m fine” and “You’re mine,” It felt like even the sun lost its shine. Intoxicate me with your passion, down to my last vein, Flowing in me through every happiness and every pain, With every heartbeat whispering your name, More than dust in hell, your name in my heart has fame. The throne that burned everyone else, Claimed you the queen when you took the place. You, even the fires of my fury obeyed, Knelt down, and like that they stayed. Your touch calms me, feels like ecstasy, Your presence is now my biggest necessity. I close my eyes, I see you, I open my eyes, I want to see nothing new, except you.
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