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Nov 2013
I can feel the way my lips fit yours
Though we've never even touched
I already feel our hands entwined
As if our future they clutch

I crave your hand upon my face
If I close my eyes I see
The most soothing thing that I can think
Your thumb across my cheek

I'm pretty sure that this won't fly
This feeling will never cease
I'll never truly be at rest
Until you're here with me
Savannah Becker
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Savannah Becker  Cleveland, Ohio
(Cleveland, Ohio)   
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