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Love Sick

Love Sick

Looking through the window of my heart,

sending my love to you

all the way across the croc infested Limpopo.

Traversing the distance of genuine pain,

tormented by the desire to be loved back.

The long night chats and calls are all therapeutic,

but they’re just not enough

I need more.


What about all night cuddles,

the early morning glories

and breakfasts in bed?

I hope it’s not too much to ask,

loving you is okay,

you love me back equally;

just that I have a lot more to offer,

and they’re not wireless.



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