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Lindsey Anderson Oct 2012
Hot breath on the back of
my neck cranes to see your
face, looking at me, staring deep into my eyes
that show me the world.

Your heart beats against
my chest rises and falls with the rhythm of
our love making waves in an ocean of covers that
wrap around us like a cocoon.

We are nothing more than everything we are meant to be
lovers but our friendship gets in the way of our true
love that we feel but can't succumb to the desires
that our hearts feel as we come together as one.

— The End —