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In My Head

As we sit together staring 
into each others eyes
time stands still
no one else exists
We touch each others face
I close my eyes
as I feel your touch 
I smile
tears flow 
I feel warm and safe
I put my lips to yours
the excitement in my heart
I can't
I can't describe
Gently I pull away
open my eyes slowly
I'm alone
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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April 27, 2011 at 7:42 PM
This is a very hard thing to handle. Very good poem
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