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Mar 2012
I keep coming back to you.
I try to write about other things.
but I get stuck on you. constantly.
I replay conversations and interpret glances and touches.
I want to write about your muscular hands and your heavy jaw.
And your tongue
but the words aren't good enough.
I want to write about you but I can't and I can't write anything
else.
Because I keep
coming back to you.
Alex Clinton
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   Cordelia Lee
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