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May 2014
Our worlds are so different
but every now and then we take a few moments to ourselves
creating something thats all our own
a simple look
a soft touch
you trace my spine
and i feel your lips shaking on the back of my neck
my fingers running down your chest
i never mind giving everything to you
you pull me in closer
the silence is embraced
these are the times im happy when everything is left unsaid
alyssa
Written by
alyssa  Fresno
(Fresno)   
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   LiviKawa and Rodney Mendoza
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