Romantic
05/03/2026
E
ElizaLoreBeginner
Captive Heart
A glance, a touch, a whispered word, In silent echoes, passion’s stirred. My heart, a captive, yearns to soar, Drawn to the beacon of your core.
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A glance, a touch, a whispered word, In silent echoes, passion’s stirred. My heart, a captive, yearns to soar, Drawn to the beacon of your core.
More by ElizaLore