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Jan 2013
The sound of our names begin with a -kuh
It clicks off my tongue with a je ne sais quoiΒ 
My body it tingles with the prance of your song
It quivers in the silence of a home in the wrong
But together we swim in the warm summer sky
Where all the dirt is washed away as we fly
You are the wings of my butterfly self
The only treasure that truly brings me wealth
My heart longs for your touchΒ 
And it desires your kiss that holds so much
Baby you're the song to my soul
Lover of mine in all that is whole
So let's share the syllables of ourselves
And be one book on all the shelves
Ofelia Rose
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Ofelia Rose
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