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Jun 2013
In the old house, together we held our heads up
in a part of the forest unknown.
I've felt, drowning deep into it again,
again, again and again.

I start chanting my old favourite song
which is not any more
and we dance in the dark
- head to toe
Hold my hands and keep them warm.

You're staring at me, I can keep it private.
Your smile swung like a swing, flung into an unpleasant grass
that I make a spot for you
Blossom, love the existence of you in this summer

When the tired sun sit on my bed then
Show me how much we love on the grass
Drifting, - but knowing it will last after time and time
Make love with me and keep the wind blowing.

Sit next to me, humming our song
I know that I'll be yours for ever and you'll be mine.
Leah
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Leah  25/F/GB
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