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Feb 2014
Him
The smell that caresses his neck,
Noticing every move he makes, 
The intense magnetic force of his body on mine,
Feeling his arms move in closer, holding you, protecting you.
It's interwoven,
 His touch, my love.
The feel of his heartbeat, the cause of your peaceful nights.
His comfort, no warmth can inferior his.
Every burden lays waist, 
Every evil doing lays waist,
 When I lay on him. 
He is where home is.
cheree Niia
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