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Feb 2010
My empty heartbeat vs. hers
Close your eyes.  Breathe deeply.
Lying-so-still, delicately yet deliberately
holding each other.
It's a subdued quiet, as if we are both asleep.
I wish-he thought.
I can't-she thought.
Let's just wait. Let's just lay.
Okay?
Okay.
think--
but stay surfaced.
I know-he thought
I don't know-she thought.
Maybe?
Maybe.
The smells intrigue both-
The situation intrigues both-
Is this real?-he thought.
Is this real?-she thought.
Written by
Ted Wallace
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