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Jan 2011
the cold of your skin
the warmth of mine
it was in the
opposites
that it all made sense

we stirred
together
to a perfect temperature

my rash impulsivity
your calculated drive
it was in the
opposites
that it all made sense

we became
experts
at spontaneous plans

the blatant boom with which i speak
your subdued familiarity
it was in the
opposites
that it all made sense

we would
harmonize
like singers

like lovers
Copyright SMK 2011.
Shawn
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Shawn
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