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Lady Love.



High Fidelity......

This morning a tear froze on my cheek.


His Lips......

Kissable and divine,

Belong to me and the sacred beat of my heart,

Belong to the timeless day of my birth and every star that wishes to drink the water that comes between us,

Belongs to the days and the stories that the mouths secrets hide,

Belong to my whispers and my desert rides,

Belong to 'Tristen and Iseult' and dead brides,

Belong to heavens poison and where it shouldn't go -

Belong to the breaths and the graves where elephants died,

Belong to me and mine and all things 'It' doesn't need to know.

His lips - kissable and divine hold all in them that is also mine...X




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