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Apr 2017
it's late
we're tired
no words
just touch
you hold
me close
I rest
my head
you cradle
my shoulder
and our hearts go
boom

you're tough
I'm not
your touch
is calm
your heart
so soft
you trace
wee circles
along
my arm
my mind says
more


it's cool
tonight
here
we're warm
we drift into
another realm
where we
are one
and in silent
love
arrive
home

@journeyofdays
Journey of Days
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Journey of Days  Australia
(Australia)   
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