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Apr 2014
Crawling into the cove of your neck as my shelter
I devour you.
Filling my hearth with the the coals I mined from your company.
Smoke and free spirited sparks that dance from smoldering ashes
are enclosed within my walls,
Forcing me to exhale my solitude
Your skin,
        Light as air,
          tenderly caressing spring tree branches
Your warmth,
         Radiates onto my exterior,
          As the rays of the sun amid a summer sunset.
My lips moisten,
        Wanting to taste the paradise that I've been dreaming.
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