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Apr 2017
I wrap myself in his arms,
His warmth enveloping me,
Soothing me in a way
Nothing else ever has.

His breath tickles my ear
And I laugh, turning
To kiss his sweet lips,
For he is mine and mine alone.

I think of him daily,
Lingering in the sound of his laugh
And the pure joy in his smile.

He shields me from the cold black wind
That often threatens to overwhelm me.

Though I am sometimes loathe to admit it,
He saves me.

...

I only hope he will never go.
Because two hours away is entirely too far, sometimes.
4.25.2017
Alyssa Lynn
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Alyssa Lynn  20/F/United States
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