"... something in the way you laugh, it makes me feel like a child. Aspects of life they confuse me, you and your thesis amuse me... after an afternoon with you..."
play... move through me... roll with a voice that takes me back to a place that only now lives in my smile. Watch as the notes live in my eyes, dancing as they see the pieces of our life. My face is warmed as I can almost feel your hands on my cheeks.
"face to palm, tear to tear, mouth to tongue, heart to ground, okay well maybe baby...i am in love."
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