August 10, 2011
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Absent hand, numb mind
I feel your fingers lace through mine
Ribbons of scarlet intertwine
As I float up above me

His eyes like the sea
As they entomb me
Bewitched mind, still free
With you is where I am me

Ice melts to liquid, washing my sorrows
No regrets, no tomorrows
Heart to heart, our love borrows
As unselfish as can be

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