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Oct 2014
My love for you is the fabric of my soul
Our promises the stitches holding it together
Beneath the full moon, washed in it's blue light
My heart beating in my chest

This love is the kind that seeps into your bones
Walks among this Earth, and smiles at the sky
Your eyes of the deepest blue
Your hair, silk strands of midnight captured me at once

The night is chilled
The fine hairs on my body raised by it's touch
The leaves brush against each other
Footsteps, a soft pitter pat in the distance
Fingers clenched tightly around the thorny stem of the rose you left waiting
The pinch settles my erratic heart as I wait for you

And there I see you, high on the hill top
The familiarity rushes through my veins
Like a shot of Home to calm the nerves
Beneath the full moon you stood there
Waiting for me too.
Katlyn Orthman
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Katlyn Orthman  21/F/Minnesota
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