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Mar 2015
there are no voids in me
only furnished rooms awaiting company
room in my foot, so we can dance amongst the stars
my knee, so we can crawl along beaches of gold
my thigh, so we can glide over silk sheets
my belly, so we can digest the world
my chest, so we can breath adventure
my neck, so we can sing melodies of love
my ears, to hear your every sound
my eyes, to see every beautiful movement
my nose, to smell the intoxicating scent called you
my mouth, to taste your lips
and my head, to be filled with memories, of you
Carrina Hendricks
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