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Sep 2020
Your warmth
My habitual coldness
Skin to skin
Fast heartbeats
Unsatisfied hands
Soft kisses
But now passionately racing
Delicate touches
But now desirous grabs
Our bodies pressed together
Your hands... tangled in my hair
My hands... wrapped around the curves of your shape
The very shape you don’t know is perfect
You use harsh eyes to critique the beauty
You roll your eyes when I acknowledge your physical art
It’s okay, you don’t know yet
You haven’t stepped outside to see the heavenly grace
You can’t see how you make sunsets jealous
Or how you cause the waves of the ocean to quiver next to you
But that’s why i’m here.
To love you, to tell you that and to help you understand why.
So, I love you
I love this.
Me and you.
You and me.
Us.
It just makes sense in this world of chaos.
You save me from myself
You make my thoughts harmless
You give me a reason to smile in my nightmares
You’re why I’m becoming less afraid
And more confident...
In love
In life
In me
Thank you
Para mi sol
9/1/2020
Aléa Boodoo
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Aléa Boodoo  17/F
(17/F)   
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