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Nov 2010
Come whisper to me, remarkable words
When evening cascades to a sigh
I want to still hear your voice
Echoing against my skin
After I kiss you
Goodnight

Encircle my world with the sound of your thunder
Listen to my pulse throb as it resounds
You can measure each beat
Matched with your own
In the way you make
My heart pound

Place your hands on the small of my back once more
Leave me with your calm and serene air
So that when I lie down alone
Closing these eyes
I can still feel
You there
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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Neva Flores Varga Smith
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Neva Flores Varga Smith  53/F/Rochester NY
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