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Inhale. Exhale
Taste the blue
And wrap yourself
In the possibility
Of gold
  Jul 1 Ruth Nadler-Nir
Alex B
We weren't in the least bit afraid
Of breaking any rules
Because it felt all too natural
To be any sort of wrong
  Jul 1 Ruth Nadler-Nir
Alex B
She spoke a poem to me
Close to my face
And it went
She's the kinda girl who...
Just to have time with me
So she didn't have to
Brush her teeth
an old poem I found in my notes!
The weight of your body on my chest
Limbs tangled, head on breast
Gentle exhale. Hair tickles my face
You enrapture me in every way;  your touch, smell and taste
Scatter tiny galaxies with each kiss
Warm fuzzy golden bliss
A poem about intimacy;   when you feel like you just can’t get close enough to someone and you dream that in that moment, you could just absorb into each-other and become one single being.
I know
You care about me
10 more people do
Yet I can't get rid
Of this feeling
Of doom

I know
I have you
10 more people too
Yet I can't find a person
To talk to
late at night
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