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Jan 2013
He was my medicine.
When I wasn't at home.
But I wasn't sick.
So, then I was alone.

Ashes to a s h e s we fell down.
Then you came out of the broken ground.

This is the start of something new,
When you charm me with your wit.
The beaches roll into stranger tides,
And I'm ready to sail it.

Feeling your hands on my skin,
I found a place I've wanted.
For so long.

You kiss my lips,
And my nose,
And protect me from the cold.

There isn't a trace of a thing I wouldn't do for you
Because you have the voice of an angel.

My chest felt fierce with fire when you kissed my lips,
I pushed back with fear.

"I'm not one of those who can feel. I'm rotten ruins."
You smiled and said, "You amaze me, over and over again."

I don't know what our future holds,
But I will be there with wide eyes and an open heart.
Because, I'm drowning in your ocean eyes,
And you amaze me too.
Brooklyn
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