When self love becomes a good thing.
Going longer, keeping the feeling stronger,
I stretch my legs and feel the stretch opening up my body,
As I feel waves of love fill me, so much so I can’t brealy control,
I take a breather,
Self love lasting longer.
Self love allows us to blossom, to love and to be loved by others.
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I agree, lovely! 🙂
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For some reason this reminds me of masterbating. Good poem.
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hehe yep! 🙂
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