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Nov 2013
lay down with me,
love,
and tell me stories
that make me giggle
and tell me your struggles
that will make me cry.
keep the lights off
so we're both staring
up at a black ceiling.
talking and sharing
our lives
and our takes on this existence.
after too much silence,
pull me close and
wrap your limbs around me.
whisper "I love you" in my ear
and kiss the top of my head.
now who's to say what will
happen next-
we may fall asleep or
things may go another way.
let's just see,
so come lay down with me,
love.
November 11, 2013
Linnea Wilson
Written by
Linnea Wilson  Cincinnati, OH
(Cincinnati, OH)   
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