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Feb 2013
When you touch me... I feel so lucky
When we touch it is almost too much
Too much love
Too much lust
It feels as if my veins are without blood

When we hug I imagine doves
In mid air
In mid *****

When we kiss all of the lights flicker
The pipes spit
The water drips

When we hold hands, I don't have plans
My entire To-Do list I seem to forget

When we take walks on the beach...
The earth don't even breathe
The water don't even wave
The sand don't even sink

When we make love
The headboard is like a tombstone
The mattress is like a cactus
And the only spring that's sprung is me

When we smile...
Every other personality that's near is expressionless
Is hopeless
Effortless
Motionless
Impotence

When you are around your friends...
Their skin is pale
Their voices can't yell
Their perfumes are stale

...
Let me take a jab at it
You ring my bell
All I can do is laugh at it
It is as if me and you are the only living things

You are my girl
And I think when we are together,
We stop the world

We stop the world
And as you walk in this door
The ink of my pen don't even want to pour
...
Damaré M
Written by
Damaré M  Richmond , Ca
(Richmond , Ca)   
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   ---, Julia, HannaMaria and Ellis Brown
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