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I'm wrapped around your pillow my bare skin a magnet to your presence - even                your smile must suffice the one you left this afternoon as I breathe you in  - your scent   is the Braille I use to read your heart my eyes remain closed my thoughts only deepened by the pictures my soul paints    in your absence the soft curves of the pillow I imagine to be your body, and I fold myself into you our bodies fit, missing links of self marry each others souls and I have to believe we must have been parted when the Big Bang pulled everything away from themselves - we're both fragments of God's Universe we're stardust particles with        a gravitational pull, always insisting we're to be drawn                      together our bodies morph into one another pieces of the same picture the force stuns me - vertigo we're no different than boomerangs crashing back into each others lives   every time                we part. © Sia Jane
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Jul 16, 2015
Jul 16, 2015 at 6:15 PM UTC
The Big Bang
I'm wrapped around your pillow my bare skin a magnet to your presence - even                your smile must suffice the one you left this afternoon as I breathe you in  - your scent   is the Braille I use to read your heart my eyes remain closed my thoughts only deepened by the pictures my soul paints    in your absence the soft curves of the pillow I imagine to be your body, and I fold myself into you our bodies fit, missing links of self marry each others souls and I have to believe we must have been parted when the Big Bang pulled everything away from themselves - we're both fragments of God's Universe we're stardust particles with        a gravitational pull, always insisting we're to be drawn                      together our bodies morph into one another pieces of the same picture the force stuns me - vertigo we're no different than boomerangs crashing back into each others lives   every time                we part. © Sia Jane
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Jul 16, 2015
Jul 16, 2015 at 6:15 PM UTC
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