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I didn't know that a man could hold me with arms so strong- But kiss me with lips so soft- I have felt butterflies make windstorms of my insides before- But I never felt their wings halt- Hushed, still and quiet- Have they flown away? Or have you lulled them into a false state of grace? I could exist in your embrace, in the calm after the storm, my heart flat-lined and wind knocked out of my chest, for however long you let me. I whisper into your sandpaper cheek I should go- You whisper  back Okay- But I sit for a few more moments, your arms wrapped around me, reluctant to move, because when I do I can no longer pretend you're mine. This is only a stolen moment in time. You unfold yourself from me and it's already begun- The moment passes and soon enough this feeling too will be undone.
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Dec 7, 2014
Dec 7, 2014 at 3:58 PM UTC
The Butterfly Thief
I didn't know that a man could hold me with arms so strong- But kiss me with lips so soft- I have felt butterflies make windstorms of my insides before- But I never felt their wings halt- Hushed, still and quiet- Have they flown away? Or have you lulled them into a false state of grace? I could exist in your embrace, in the calm after the storm, my heart flat-lined and wind knocked out of my chest, for however long you let me. I whisper into your sandpaper cheek I should go- You whisper  back Okay- But I sit for a few more moments, your arms wrapped around me, reluctant to move, because when I do I can no longer pretend you're mine. This is only a stolen moment in time. You unfold yourself from me and it's already begun- The moment passes and soon enough this feeling too will be undone.
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JuliaNeary
Dec 7, 2014
Dec 7, 2014 at 3:58 PM UTC
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