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Heartbeat of the day

All night i sit alone, waiting for your words to start my hearts first real beat, And your touch to warm my cold skin I sit alone with thoughts of your beauty and laughter The image of your soft lips ripples across my mind as you take me away to a world of imagination, Where i feel my feet lift from the earth You create my hearts first real beat of the day So alone I sit waiting for you.
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May 14, 2012
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