Going bzzn bzzn bzzn.
My mouth dries up and throat gets clogged.
The thought of her structure makes me tremble,
But never in a bad way, only grand.
I could love her if I tried.
My effort now wains down from exhaustion.
Will she notice, will she care?
My vision blurs from lack of sleep.
The daily routine slows down my movement.
Body connects with mind, mind stops.
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