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Aug 2014
I find myself breathing to your tempo/ searching my heart for secrets hidden/ I love to hate loving you/ you are my biggest mystery/ deepest regret/ unconsciously beautiful//

Dance with me in the eye of the candle/ tell me what you see/ does it match loves drunken sketch in the ceiling above//

I know what we are/ we are tiptoes afraid of landing/unfolded possibility open for the picking//
Yvette
Written by
Yvette  Philly
(Philly)   
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