Denied
I want to feel your touch,
But I am denied.
My senses ache with want.
I want to feel your pulsing lips,
But I am denied.
My lips throb with desire.
Of these simple wants, am I denied,
And for what reason?
My hear beats faster when you are near,
Yet I am denied.
My heart beats with fury.
My breath shallows in my through when I think of you,
Yet I am
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