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Sep 2019
Talk to me about your existence in this world
show me what’s inside you
speak to me with words of love and hope
your deepest fears and greatest dreams
I crave knowing you
like my fingertips crave the touch of your skin

Lie down next to me
breathing slowly  I can feel your energy
wrapping around me
take my hand
and in the beauty of this moment
let our souls dance

There is something about this
I cannot explain
the energy, the vibrations
or maybe it’s the synchronised dance
or the feeling I get
every time you touch my hand

But in less than a moment
everything is gone
leaving behind just the memory
of our souls dancing along
and I miss knowing you
like my fingertips miss the touch of you skin
Written by
Iz  25/F
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