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Feb 2018
Love is miraculous
It's countless bubbles perched on your shoulder
Surviving our baths journey
your soft skin wrinkles
As tiny toes adapt to the water

It's miracles making eye contact

While the sun sets
Between our gushing hearts

It's the burning down our throats
From the poison we share
Before a long night out

The many seasons of our love
Autumn encased our passion
As the falling leaves
Crunch beneath our feet

Love is the laughter
And our endless touch

If souls exist
Ours are holding hands

The cuts and the bruises
Of painful nights of regret
Love is worth remembering
When all you want to do is forget

It's tasting you after a long day
And the feeling of your heart
Knocking against my chest
If to plunge through the doors
Into my cyclone of desires

Love is the songs we sing
And the movies we watch
Altogether
It's the memories we have
And not knowing the last time
We'll get the chance to make more

To be honest
Love ****** me up
Not caring if I failed
Or made a mistake
Love would catch me

Love is the last time we kissed
The last time I held your hand so tight
But now that you're gone

Love is something cold
A cadaver drained of a soul
A pile of mass to dissect
Love is cutting yourself
Just to see if you heal

In all the madness
Love is
And will always be
A curse of the ******
Yet plush to the touch of wonders
Brandon Cotter
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Brandon Cotter  32/M/Sparks, NV
(32/M/Sparks, NV)   
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