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Jan 2013
I can't stop thinking about
how good it felt when you had your hands on my face,
your thumbs gently caressing my cheeks
Elation streamed through my veins
and instantly I wanted to see you again.

It's funny that I always saw you around
but never had the chance
to catch your attention,
until fate stepped in and opened a door
Or maybe a tiny window.

I wonder if I'll see you again,
if this universe is as serendipitous
and magical and wonderful
as I wish it to be;
Maybe you're my destiny.

Or maybe I'll never know.
Danielle Bluejay
Written by
Danielle Bluejay  27/F/MT
(27/F/MT)   
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