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Mar 2016
Behind my closed lids lights strobe
The flickering of the streetlamp
Or the twinkle of the stars
Perhaps the uneven thump of my heart
Echoing the throb of your veins
Reverberating in my head upon your arm
This racing that belies our even breaths
Mingling in the cold sea breeze
That is charged with more than silence
Broken by a sudden salvo across the ocean
Lights blossom in the darkness
Reflecting in the inky waters
The brilliance is startling
As the night sky is painted in colours
So is this night we are sharing.
I hate that I get moody very often and sometimes there's just nothing I can do; always grateful for friends who drive out in the middle of the night to save me from myself.
jalc
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     Eudora, ---, ryn, Shaded Lamp and SPT
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