Not like the dream that ends with open eyes
Or like the moon that disappears behind the dark clouds
You are like the fresh breeze of air I breathe in every day
The calmness I feel every night
You are my Poem Without Words
where words mean more than just words...
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reborn
a gentle kiss on the cheek an arm wrapped around the waist warm breath at the nape of my neck weight of his foot on mine. security. sense of...
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