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Mar 2011
I feel the fabric leave my skin,
and my mind is part of yours again.
Kissed upon my waiting lips,
bliss beneath my finger tips.

bittersweetly wrapped inside your soul
two hands together make one whole.
This urge is one too strong to fight,
The strings of our hearts, bound so tight.

Your eyes are magnets to my lashes,
a hidden feeling, so restlessly thrashes.
Wanting to stay in a moment so small,
We tried our best not to let ourselves fall.

You held me there for a second more,
and soon sleep took us through its door.
morning came to take me away,
I am harshly forbidden to stay...
Tiffany Bourlet
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