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Nov 2015
I don't believe in god
But I do believe in the
Warmth of your breath on my shoulder,
The emerald shine of your eyes
In our shadow
And the way you seal my fate
In figure eights on my neck.

I don't believe in god
But I believe in heaven
Here, with you
In the silence of a love understood
That needs no words
And needs no god,
Just the trace of your fingertip
On my lips.
Chelsea McMahon
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Chelsea McMahon  San Antonio, TX
(San Antonio, TX)   
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