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Nov 2018
The song of your voice,
Singing as it leaves your chest,
watching you speak as I catch my breath.

Winters' eyes are darker than space,
The world flickering through your mind,
If this moment is all, I'll always be blind.

Sentences leave me, in a mess of embarrassment.
Red-faced and laced with the taste of speechless abandon.

You laugh, tease with your touch.
I don't need words if I feel this.
Music theory, and the way your voice resonates my chest.
JRF
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JRF  30/M/Auckland
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