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Mar 2018
I lay dreaming, stretching, sleeping .
You beside, fall into me

Now I'm rousing,
Sore and drowsy,
I pull you close as you sigh loudly:

"How long will you love me,
Before it's all too much?
Because I fear I may lose myself
In the rhythm of your touch.
And I know you don't like promises,
Expectations and their weight...
And I don't really either,
But what if this is fate?"

Toes tangled in cotton,
Egyptian clean white,
Your tears falling silent
As stars in the night.
I know you fear you'll lose it if you soften your grip, but you will suffocate it if you hold any harder
Written by
   Surbhi Dadhich
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