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I tremble I tremble like table legs when a heavy cart of dishes rolls across the restaurant floor I tremble I am tree tops, I am ripples in the water I sway to the sound of your voice I lean closer to the warmth radiating from your skin I am attracted like a robber hiding from a home owner I gulp at the sound of your anger I smile at the view of your dimple. I beam. I sigh. you make me happy, but I often cry. like a stomach full of butterflies while going down a steep drop, we are a roller coaster. every happy moment brings anticipation until we reach the peak. everything up here is amazing. the steady second between up and down. I wish the ride broke here. but we drop. the kind that makes your guts tease your throat. the kind that makes you so nauseous that you have to ask yourself if you need to get off or if you're willing to do it again.
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Sep 18, 2016
Sep 18, 2016 at 5:27 PM UTC
I Tremble
I tremble I tremble like table legs when a heavy cart of dishes rolls across the restaurant floor I tremble I am tree tops, I am ripples in the water I sway to the sound of your voice I lean closer to the warmth radiating from your skin I am attracted like a robber hiding from a home owner I gulp at the sound of your anger I smile at the view of your dimple. I beam. I sigh. you make me happy, but I often cry. like a stomach full of butterflies while going down a steep drop, we are a roller coaster. every happy moment brings anticipation until we reach the peak. everything up here is amazing. the steady second between up and down. I wish the ride broke here. but we drop. the kind that makes your guts tease your throat. the kind that makes you so nauseous that you have to ask yourself if you need to get off or if you're willing to do it again.
kaledarling
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Sep 18, 2016
Sep 18, 2016 at 5:27 PM UTC
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