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May 2017
Your hands left my body
the pressure remained
Your kisses grow warmer
by time not counted
I can't keep up with you
I'll be right behind  

You cry in awe
Your wings were ripped
by past lovers
still you remain angelic
with open wounds

You think too much
You wanna fly with doves
I see you reaching for the sky
I'll make you wings
Don't go too far

You whisper in my ear
take me away
Where to?
The nearest cliff

I can still feel your breath
So angelic

I carry you through the miles
Our eyes meet
I beg for sadnes to leave  
don't  to cry anymore
You kiss away my lips

I can still feel the first kiss

By: Leory Santana Dawn
Leory Santana dawn
Written by
Leory Santana dawn  24/M/Miami
(24/M/Miami)   
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