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You are my anchor:
You hold me down with your eyes
While my heart balloons to the sky.

You are my beat:
My heart slows to match the pulse against my cheek
As we sway out of rhythm.

You are my shelter:
Your warm hands gently squeeze my shoulders,
Pressing me closer to you.

You are my miracle:
You hum a small song in my ear
That reverberates in your chest.

You are my guide:
We rock back and forth to a tune we don’t know
But can still dance to.

You are so much to me
And, yet, you are nothing,
Because you are only a daydream.



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alicia*jonas said...
Jan. 6, 2009 at 11:24 pm:
oh girl! i love this! :D
it sounds exactly like me. you have know idea how much i love it hahah
 
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