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May 2015
I know what you look like when you sleep
curls tucked behind your thick ear lobes.

I mouth a lullaby to myself,
never once making a sound.

I see your eye lids flutter
Are you dreaming?

The sheets will imprint your smell,
the way you curl your knuckles to your chest.

I want to put your hand against me,
Your deep breathing seems comfortable.

When did you know you loved me?
I am your best kept secret.
lillian
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lillian  23/F/Ohio
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