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Apr 2015
I want to feel your lips on mine
a tingle, a breath
a kiss of death
a stolen whisper lost in time
a spark, a heartbeat
a rush of heat
with tiny stars behind your eyes
an evening full of countless sighs,
dainty dimples and forgotten smiles
I feel the passion intensify
as you wrap your arms, around mine
we spiral into neverland
a rabbit hole, hand in hand
until the stars succumb the night
a faded memory, a dying light
you are my dreaded silver knight,
this has no structure ha
Rachel
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Rachel  Ireland
(Ireland)   
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