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If I Could

by iamerica

Like the swooned flamingo Fall clumsily into my arms, soft bird. Against me gently, Your sleeping flesh would push and I would succumb to your shape, trapped by the bulbous density of our peace, And I, I would bow to you.

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Jan 19, 2015

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