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May 2016
Mouth to mouth resuscitate me,
take your lips and blind me with
the kiss you give me

bind me with the words that send those shivers down my spine

resuscitate me
one more time.

The alarm clock broke the spell
just as well really
and it's always almost a nearly with me

in dreams
my heart pumps out goose bumps.

If I believe
I believe that she breathes
the breath of life into me.

There's hope for everyone
or so it seems
and
not always
but sometimes
in dreams.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  68/Here and now
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