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Aug 2016
Let my fingers unravel you;
   Like the folds of ribbon,
   wrap around you,
   draping us together,
    like the folds
    of   blankets.
    Joining each others worlds,
    forming our own planet.
    Feeding off our energy,
    with out I'd be famished.
    Forever lost in a moment,
    too destined to vanish.
    The marks left on our souls
    our hearst will always brandish.
Styles
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Styles  NYC
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