Our bodies together,
Perfect patterns in the dark of the night
The beauty of our tessellation
Was solely known by us
The only sound:
Two heartbeats underneath
Heavy breathing
Drowning out
The voices screaming
In my head
Mar 25, 2013
Mar 25, 2013 at 5:46 PM UTC
Our bodies together,
Perfect patterns in the dark of the night
The beauty of our tessellation
Was solely known by us
The only sound:
Two heartbeats underneath
Heavy breathing
Drowning out
The voices screaming
In my head
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