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May 2014
Filling my time with distractions, searching for solace with others
No time to think, or consider the pain and the hurt that exists
Deeply buried from this happy face and calm exterior, suppressed
With practised aplomb – I am hurting but no-one should see the effect
My love how we played and shared loves praise and sensation adventures
An exploration of the senses , intermingled emotions, bodies yearning
How I miss the peace that only you gave me the sense of belonging
An understanding, a shared reaction, chemical bonding - lightest touch
I miss you my love, help me mend this broken heart
Paul Stevens
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Paul Stevens
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