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Jun 2013
The way you speak when you're half asleep,
enough to soothe me as I slowly drift off.

Closing my eyes,
I dream vividly about the time,
when we'll finally become
        one
           with each other.

Desperately,
I hunger for your touch.

I'm yours,
all yours.
And you know it,
you have me
       right
           there.

Press your lips against mine,
watch time
       slow
           down.

My mind feels hazy,
maybe i'm a little crazy.

High off the thoughts of you and I.
Raquel Martinez
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