Given Away

July 20, 2011
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Your lips speak soft sweetness.
Your touch a cool cares.
I am lost in your magic.
My heart beats within your chest. I think of you each morning and dream of you each night. I think of your arms being around me and cannot express my delight. Never have I fallen, but I am quickly on my way. You hold a heart in your hand that has never been given away.

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