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I want to soak my hands into the water fountain of knowledge placed in your cerebrum and take a healthy sip. I want to explore the caves within your chest, find your subterranean river and take a long dip. I'd wander your forests, trees upon trees From end to beginning, I'd do it with ease.   If you were the Sun I'd bask in your rays forever, and if you were the Moon I'd leave your side never. Not too sure yet just who you are. But you're getting closer and closer, you're not too far.
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Apr 27, 2015
Apr 27, 2015 at 3:45 PM UTC
You Don't Exist
I want to soak my hands into the water fountain of knowledge placed in your cerebrum and take a healthy sip. I want to explore the caves within your chest, find your subterranean river and take a long dip. I'd wander your forests, trees upon trees From end to beginning, I'd do it with ease.   If you were the Sun I'd bask in your rays forever, and if you were the Moon I'd leave your side never. Not too sure yet just who you are. But you're getting closer and closer, you're not too far.
Love notes to a lover who doesn't exist yet.
judith-a
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Apr 27, 2015
Apr 27, 2015 at 3:45 PM UTC
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