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I Feel Another

I feel all of myself around him. I see myself in beautiful eyes I feel pure I feel strong I feel real Alive. And yet at the same time I don't crave his body No, just his soul. Just my Cassius. I feel the old me slip into who I am As if the real me was hidden beneath layers.

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Date: 9/8/2014 1:41:00 AM
Your soul has sanctuary in the body of the heart, as does mine, and in that sacred place we crave a touch beyond the skin, an embrace of love not thin Jay. The feathered touch of love on soul. A beautiful poem of real soul Jay...J.A.B.
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