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Only when I am with you do I have
A sense of everything: of possession
And possessed, of the liberty in love,
Of the frank and easy conversation
Dovetailed with the intensity of your
Eyes,of the waterfall of your ideas
Growing closeness like crystals in the pores
Of my skin, of the shadow which appears
And disappears with your departure and
Return - for your breathing is my heart beat
Your voice my blood flow, your desires my hands
Your caress my voice, your arms my retreat -
I have nothing left of myself but this,
In us I have everything self could wish.
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| Posted: 24.2.2008 at 05:13 | Read 166 times | 6 comments | Leave Comment |
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