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Sep 2015
The night ahead lays open like a rose
I can already feel the absence of my ecstatic throes
Crushed and forgotten like discarded clothes
Without you, my heart waits in restless repose
My far away eyes trained on distant shadows
Anticipating the warmth of our many tomorrows
How effortless the effort is to be so close
To know you in a way that no one else knows
"It's You, It's You,
Its all for you,
Everything I do..."
Lesa Renee
Written by
Lesa Renee  Portland, OR
(Portland, OR)   
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