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Jun 2018
I want to dance with you under the bottomless sky of stars.

Our feet painting patterns in the wet, soft grass.

When we kiss,
The world will burst with colours.

It will be so overwhelming that we will have to lie down.

Both looking up at the stars and smiling cheek to cheek like two idiots.

Two idiots in love(?)

Hands intertwining and having a dance of their own.

It would be one of those moments when time stops and a familiar thought creeps up on me:

"Oh how nice it would be to die right now, while life is still good and I'm with you".
Written by
Ksenia  F/Ottawa
(F/Ottawa)   
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         ---, The Lenora, Barker and M
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