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Aug 2014
i wait for the warmth of your breath
to lay upon me like the morning dew

to feel the pulse of your heart
begin the moment for love to pass through

the stillness between two heart beats
and the moment we knew

i would cease to be me
and you cease to be you
Francis Patrick McNulty
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Francis Patrick McNulty  Easton, Md
(Easton, Md)   
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