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Desire Afire
If I get my wish
If my wish does come true
The best present ever
Is the present of you
You're all that I want
I'd be satisfied
To open my gift
Putting all else aside
I'll unwrap you slowly
Take my time with each bow
And after the last one
The rest will just flow
Since what happens next
I can't really discuss
At least not right here
Can I say very much
I long for the day
When there won't need to be
Writings or poems
A day we can see
The words that we've written
Are words we can live
And all of our passions
To each we will give
Copyright ©
Andres Luis Bigote
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