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A Twitch

My ears burn and wiggle When you speak my name I listen Patiently From afar With passion and desire Just to feel a twitch Yet there is nothing Not even a cool breeze Across my earlobe To fool me Again

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christopher-james

Published: Dec 3, 2010
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