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Jul 2011
my lips form the words
the three simple words
that seem so freeing in that moment
swirling around my tongue
the aftertaste sweet
but bitter in its root
for it is impossible to quantify
these feelings bursting with each syllable
feelings that burn my very soul
my eyes open with your eyes
seeing beauty in a world that
knows nothing but pain
my heart beats with each breath
that escapes those precious lips
pulsing your name through my veins
my skin tingles with each word
your sigh wraps around my ears
pushing me over the edge of everything
my smile shines with each thought
that you encompass and create
my brain your playground
these three words
8 letters
bring such joy to my heart
hope springs from my eyes
creating timelines down my cheek
our future pooling at my chin
dripping
counting the seconds
until I hear your voice
see your smile
hold you in my arms
create a memory
within a memory
memories
moments
sharing
exploring
loving
holding
sinking slowly
into each other
until we are one
these 3 words
say more than they
could ever express
in words alone.
Amber Belford
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Amber Belford
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