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Jul 2011
don't ask me what I want to do.
i want to hold your hand (… i know) and stop tensing up,
feel your face and easily breathe and
slide you over atop my arm and rest my brain.
i want to feel you're close on a night like this and forget about the words (i always mess them up),
catch a glimpse of the stars in your eyes (there's Virgo's diamond) and
meet your gaze and kiss your smile (i've been wanting one too),
but we can get coffee (sure, which Starbucks?), see a movie (yeah that one does look funny) or
whatever you want to do.
Shaun Daniel
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