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A Seat At The Table

You cure my bad days, you produce medicine made for the soul. A way to relax and count blessings. When your lips are on my lips, I taste heaven. With your hands against the wall and my eyes looking up before you take a seat, I see heaven. Together we form the perfect recipe, you…

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Little Ballerina

She said it felt like ballerina’s dancing around a swimming pool, they knew where to step and when to apply more pressure to the tips. 10 ballerina’s dancing in two groups, it was the best performance she had ever been invited to and even though the intensity compelled her to close her eyes, she was…

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Waiting Pains

I want to know how it feels to multiply too, to make one and one make three. No more false alarms or premature starts. I’m tired of lessons in patience. Tired of having no one to hold, feeling like there is nothing more to me than empty arms ready to love and holding on to…

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