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You , with those green eyes That melt my heart , overpower me. Your lips touching mine Your giant hands burning my skin. The two of us trapped , among flat boxes. I drink from you , you drink from me, my heart is white again. Like a dove on its nest . I lose myself in the profundity of your breath, your soul grabs mine; and walks me through the labyrinth that is your life. And I feel like my wings are growing back. -Persephone, don’t eat the juicy pomegranate seeds ! Screamed my Eng 102 professor from a distance . - just fly away ! -He’ll make you stay , you won’t be free ! Still I did .

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