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Nov 2011
I find your room the way it has always smelled
The smell of crushed petals, young love, lust
The sound of your breath is love letter soft
No softer silence has been broken than that in between
Your each and every breath
If I could see into your dreams
Full of lakes glowing in sunset and the smell of pine drifting
You are in your forest
Walking for the sake of wonder
Learning the sound of the world
Dreams
I stand here over your sleeping form
My heart beats so quickly
The weight of it all
Resting in my chest
White soft sheets and the smell of lavender
I know you sat awake reading
Les Fleurs du mal
I know you sat awake reading
As you told yourself
That I would be there soon
But sleep took you in that sudden moment
I know you told yourself
You would close your eyes just for a moment
And I would be there soon

Yet you sleep so soundly in the dark
As you wait for me in shaded dreams

Here I kiss your sleeping lips
Begging for a moment of your warmth
Wishing just for a moment of your warmth
JL
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JL  United States
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