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Jul 2021
We lay there naked
loving and laughing,
soundlessly saying
sweet things
with delicate finger tips,
escaping, for a moment,
from the fire
burning the world
outside the bedroom
door.
Andrew Philip
Written by
Andrew Philip  27/M/Denver, CO
(27/M/Denver, CO)   
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