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Dec 2012
It's enlightening how it ended like this
with the sun kissing our lips,
and how it shines through our fingertips.
The window is our projector, playing
visuals beyond compare, the sun, the breeze
the smell of the Air.
When I lie on this bed frame, I touch your hair
The feeling of bliss, surrounds me, it holds me with care.
when our souls connect, our passion is true
There is no where in this earth I would rather be then lying here next to you.
Emily Raso
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Emily Raso  25/F/Canada
(25/F/Canada)   
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