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 Mar 2014 Thomas Callister
Sinai
If I could stretch a moment
Your fingers would still be slightly touching my palm
Writing cirkles in my skin as my heart races
In a certain place

If I could pause the world I'd grab you
As nobody could see us
In a room filled with people
There'd be only you and me

If I could press fast forward
You'd be lying here inside me
Because we all know it will happen
We just don't know when or where

*This tension
I live for this

— The End —