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💗Longing

Love War

Nanda Regine

Her heart tore from the strings of suspicionAs his fingers sent love telegrams to her skinHer body froze from the danger of his lipsAs his voice shot cannons of blissful dictionBut as their lips fought warA battle against trespassing feelingsSelfishness was their victory

— Nanda Regine

From “Inside Her Roses”