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Apr 2014
Your hand on my thigh, Your grip on my heart.
my heart drops into Your hand, the deepest corners of my earth.
You look back and forward for eyes wandering, drowning in nostalgia.

my eyes keep still on the idea of You.

You bring Your face to mine and turn my body into a home.
'Our'
mouths touch - Your arms unbreakable.
You lay down on my lap of pain, Your head up to the lie-stained-sky.
I kiss You.

I wake up...
Jason Nel
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Jason Nel  South Africa
(South Africa)   
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