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Mar 2014
Suddenly the words I would say to you if only I could learn bravery are spilling off my lips.
And what would you make of me?
When my mind slips away to your face silhouetted by the dark of three am, I imagine the ways I can touch you.
And when reality sets in I am blessed to explore you again.  
We steal a piece of eternity.
And I know honor is found among thieves.
Let me lay my head on your shoulder, love.
And the world can see how I feel.
Effortlessly falling into arms I know will be there.
And who would have thought I'd ever find you?
And how on Earth can you be mine?
Teresa Smith
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Teresa Smith  Kent
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