Human Psychology

June 1, 2012
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you are mapped onto my skin
like you belong there,
etched into my mind
like you live there.
you are attached to my heart
like you don’t know how
to be anywhere else.
your lips introduce themselves to mine
and your fingertips trace the time
on my body.
it is 2 in the morning
and I love you.
it is 2 in the morning
and I hope you love me too.

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