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Oct 2018
When I dance with you,
I am at Peace.

When your hand rests -
in the arch of my back
and mine -
on the curve of your shoulder -

I drift away.

in the slow steps,
following your feet -
along the melody,
syncing with beat.
Closer, I pull you
Closer into me,
while you whisper quietly,
the words I need to breathe.
Written by
Shannon Ní Bhriain  24/F/Ireland
(24/F/Ireland)   
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     Fawn, myjessi, PMc, --- and Vanessa Gatley
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