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Oct 29, 2007 14:40

lover

i repeat the words that lover says
because they're the perfect words for me;
i write the things that lover reads,
because words set my emotions free.
i breath the air that lover breathes,
and i see the things that lover sees,
and together, we make one.
i know some things lover knows,
although we learn together every day;
i crave the things that lover craves,
and together, we make one.
i exist the way that lovers do,
with a part of my soul halved in two-
together, we are truly free;
that's what lover means to me.
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