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Oct 2014
you were something i never was.
warm, breathing, whole
and wholly alive
and i wanted to hold you in my hands but i was afraid i would break
the porcelain in your skin
the glass in your eyes
and i wanted to feel every side of you but i was afraid i would tear
the cashmere of your skin
the cotton of your hair
and i wanted to make you mine entirely but i was afraid i would ruin
the sincerity in your smile
the longevity of your thoughts
and i wanted to be inside you but i was afraid i would banish
the innocence in your spirit
and i wanted to be with you but i was afraid i would destroy
the life in your bones
and i wanted to make you part of me, but one of us has to keep on living
it's okay -- i'll be your ghost.
t.f.j.
rook
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rook  Winston - Salem
(Winston - Salem)   
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