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May 2015
There's a new kind of silence in my mind
That sits as softly as a sunrise
That familiar drift, feeling your breath
Fall against my neck
As though you're the cool breeze in summer; and I'm the forest you are swaying;
Strong but somehow more beautiful with every second of your presence.

Taking me back to the first time our hands and bones intertwined
A tidal wave of perfection falling
Over my mind.
Looking at you, I don't merely see a person
But endless opportunity to flow and fall wherever I please,
Knowing I have you by my side,
To make me that little bit more myself
Than I ever have been.
Elizabeth Midgley-Peters
Written by
Elizabeth Midgley-Peters  27/F/Holmfirth
(27/F/Holmfirth)   
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