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Sep 2013
One headlight
To guide me to your warm
Embrace.
One last chance
To feel your breath cress down
My face.
One more time
Before I head out the door from this
Ephemeral place.
Two, momentarily, become one, and I Savor the seconds as if it were the
Final taste.
Written by
Lua  Florida
(Florida)   
625
   Pure LOVE
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