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Apr 2015
Him
I could fill albums with his face and never tire of it,
I could listen to his words for years and still sway to his nuances,
I could feel the touch of his skin for the rest of my life and never want to feel anything else,
I could know his heart and forget all else.
He captivates me,
He fills my lungs with air,
He breathes new life into my mouth with every kiss.
Written by
Sarah Anton  Florida
(Florida)   
190
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