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Feb 2013
A precariously warm night
I held my breath in your room with all my might
It grew later and our bodies more tired
We laid side by side
You in my arms and I in yours
Your arms were all I felt
You were breathing ever so lightly
compared to my nervous breath and beat
These were the only sounds I could hear
My face was nestled in your hair
It's sweet essence was all I could smell
I tasted my breath getting sour with sleep
Your eyes were closed and so were mine
Mine were closed for different reasons
Your eyes were closed for sleep
Mine were closed for the memory to keep
for Summer
Blake Nelson
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Blake Nelson
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