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 Nov 2015
Georgina Gavan
You told you me you didn't know
how you got this ******* up.
I laughed and said
"It's okay,  I'm a little *******
up as well."

We talked underneath
the twinkling stars.
As you played the radio,
you reached for my hand.
"May I?"

So we danced and danced,
all throughout the night.
Not caring about the time,
not caring about the bugs
that might bite.

You drew me closer,
and you kissed me!
Suddenly, I felt like
I was being thrown out of this planet.

With the taste of your lips—
only have I ever felt,
the entire universe inside me.
 Nov 2015
A Love For Hatred
Will you love me when I'm 80
When I walk and talk real slow?
Will you love my wrinkles
If I let them show?
Will you hold me every night
And kiss me in the morning light?
And when I see my last sunrise
Will you hold me when I die?

— The End —