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The way your body crushes
Against me so intimately -
Chest to chest, groin to groin -
Makes me feel so giddy; it's like
I'm relearning how to breathe.
It feels like I'm suffocating
When at the same time I'm not; all
These sensations, marvelous and
Exciting, sends me into shock;
I dance upon invisible electricity.
This is my personal definition of
The phrase passionate living.
This is a mere tribute that greatly
Celebrates the wonder of the cosmos.
But most of all...
This is my declaration, one that is
Born from genuine heartfelt words.
I owe it all to you, my other half.
Against me so intimately -
Chest to chest, groin to groin -
Makes me feel so giddy; it's like
I'm relearning how to breathe.
It feels like I'm suffocating
When at the same time I'm not; all
These sensations, marvelous and
Exciting, sends me into shock;
I dance upon invisible electricity.
This is my personal definition of
The phrase passionate living.
This is a mere tribute that greatly
Celebrates the wonder of the cosmos.
But most of all...
This is my declaration, one that is
Born from genuine heartfelt words.
I owe it all to you, my other half.
Literature
Apart from love
They say they never work
But we will let them know
It’s hard enough being alone
But it’s even harder without each other
Because, even though you’ve left my side
I can still hear you cry
Fear that brings all the doubts and lies
Forgive me please if I can’t show you my love from so far
Your heart and mine,
They’re fragile by the tides
We’re bleeding and bleeding
With nowhere to hide
We’ve got no home,
When we’re set so apart
Literature
My School Says I'm Worthless (sort of a rant)
I'm a criminal because my values aren't their values
And I'm scum to say the least
Because I'm not on their list
Of academics
High achievers
Schooling-keen
Fervent believers
Ones who have their lives set out
And drink from molten glory raining down from
School top balconies...
And I have myself left to blame for all the non-attempts
And truancies; the bleak distractions
That help me escape the inviolable test-score stares
Of disapproval that I attract from their
Sternly-sculpted syllabus-minds
And they're forced to ask me 'Why?
Why are you still here?'
And I can barely say
That I'm afraid to leave.
That I know that no-one knows
Who
Or what
Literature
I Gave My Heart Away
I gave my heart away
to the boy
with rosy cheeks,
but he kindly
gave it back, saying
'It's not meant to be'.
I gave my heart away
to the boy
with big brown eyes,
and he gently
held it in his hands
and loved me by surprise.
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Do I have a secret admirer at the moment? Nope.
But I believe I will meet a man who will no doubt will inspire me to do my best. One who will teach me about love and passion and life itself 
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Excellent! Passionate liberty.