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MDRMS Feb 2013
Our bodies moved
In silent screams
And our noses
Met once more

The air between
Our matching clothes
Not as heavy
As before

My shoulders shake
Your eyes are closed
Falling deeper
In our bed

I love you deeply
As you knew I would
*This will drive us mad.
MDRMS Jan 2013
Perhaps it was the blood
Racing through the web of veins
Perhaps it was insane.

Perhaps it was the thought
Of touching you
In every single way.

I made you mine
You made me yours
Hiding
In the edges of our minds
And the bed made out of floors.
MDRMS Jan 2013
Feet shuffling across
Wooden floor
Leaving whispers
In the cracks

Your eyes clinged
In mine
I let you go
I take you back

Your hand rests
On my shoulder
I can feel your muscles
Tense

And when our hearts
They synchronize
Every beat
Makes sense.

— The End —