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Oct 2013
Do you exist inside me or outside?
This is a question I cannot answer.
My eyes are closed
and I know you approach.
You make no sound
but my arms open and they begin to tremble
with a love of caressing you.

There is a stream of loving thoughts that I swim inside
and I fall out of my sleep straight back into its current.
Sometimes my words flow fast and urgent and sometimes slower.
Only your kiss makes me silent.
Shraddha
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Shraddha
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     Astra Faith, --- and Isabella Pullivan
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