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Aug 2013
2:05 AM
And  I  am craving everything
That you are

I am not sure why but it seems
I cannot rid the image from
My mind of your
Hands tracing endless secrets
Into her legs
Or the way the freckle above your lip
Disappears as you smile

I look at you and I see
A thousand words scrawled
Across your body

A thousand messages I want to
Spend my days deciphering  
And my nights absorbing

I look at you and I see the moon
But I am dark too
And there are not two moons

She is your sun
wounded words
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wounded words  Seattle
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   Vicky Esaau, --- and Claire R
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