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Meghan Durning Apr 2012
I feel you floating in red, out blue
Those perfect nights were all maroon
Skin on skin, through fingers squeeze
One breath, hold tight, and then release

Three times, three words, ten wants, one need
So tangled, not careful, two hearts to bleed
Over and under, and thick and through
Beneath the  waves, beneath the moon

The wick was high, the flame as strong
Taking what we need before it's gone
One love to fly, a bird set free
Confused and veiled, a white bed sheet

I feel you floating in red, out blue
Those perfect nights were all maroon
Skin on skin, through fingers squeeze
One breath, hold tight, and then release

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