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Jul 07, 2015 12:51


Before the first kiss, we were strangers
And the so much more we had no words
Love silent smiles and soft touches, our
Desire expresses mutely a failing of words

Now we have words, bracketed by silence,
Now gazes that cannot look away, and now
Farewells that make us strangers again as if
All that came before was made strange again


crush!

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