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Beautiful Mocha skin
His eyes like the deepest caramel
A smile warmer than the sun
Lips sweeter than the finest honey
When he kisses me its like a thousand storms 

His voice stern but guiding
His touch firm but loving.

 We knew each other in lives before
He was my King and I his queen
A love so deep that fate herself is jealous
Taking him from me.

Our souls parted
Yet his essence still surrounds me.
Forced to wander alone in lifetimes between.