make love
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I make love to the sunshine.
I caress it
Revel in it
And let it touch my every curve.
So long did I bask under fluorescent sky
So long did I breathe the stagnant taste of closed doors.
There is a sadness that grows inside of me somtimes.
Almost like water. Almost like him.
It crashes through the shore and breaks through the sand.
At times It can take down cities; its destroyed many lands.
