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Tangled in sheets, arms and legs entwined
Your heartbeat burns my palm
Slow and hallow breaths in between
Your warmth echoes in me,
meeting and melting my loneliness
Here and now, the sun slightly peeking
the quietness of early morning dissolving
And your skin is prickling mine
Fingertips silencing my fears
We have here. We have now.
And somehow the world is ours

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Written by Angel Santos

December 2, 2014 at 9:21 AM

Posted in Oblivion

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