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Erin Oct 2019
you and me
exist
in another world
where we whisper the evenings away
and sleep softly through summer mornings
where i drink your sweet mouth
and you the smoothness of my skin
where our thoughts and words are colored by a delicate mist
our time measured by gentle heartbeats and soft breaths
our love exists
suspended
in another world

— The End —