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mary gallagher May 2010
Three of the sweetest.

Too euphoric to remove once your tongue has already latched itself around them
I crave those words
And dream them
They swim around in my head side by side with us
Wherever we go they blow circles around us
Like the coolest breeze on the hottest day...

Wherever my mind takes us those words are in every step, and in every breath you breathe down my neck
And into my ear
Say those words to me

I could sit listening to you for days
mary gallagher May 2010
Move  closer  to  me

Your lips are vibrating inches away from mine

They look cold

I imagine waves of red and white lights reverberating off of them

Hitting me, cold electricity,

Melting into my nose and cheeks

      Move  closer  to  me

I’ll warm your lips

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