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Monday, December 12, 2011

Fog


I only need to think of you and love rolls back in towards my shore as a fog so impenetrable it covers every inch of air that surrounds me.
Breathing becomes a grueling task. 
My heart becomes a weighty object. 
Your voice sounds in my ears perfect and flawless as the mist collects on my skin mimicking your touch. 
Love everlasting stand on this shore for all time.

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