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She loves me, she loves me not
My heart beats out a constant song. It has a rhythm that resembles home with an ever changing tune...
Just give me a taste,
a whisper.
A glance of deep shimmering blue. A cool breeze that warms the knees and makes me feel something new. Give me rosy lips, fire flies,
a place to lay my heart.
Tall grass, twilight stars,
a dandelion pulled apart
Just give me a taste,
a whisper.
A glance of deep shimmering blue. A cool breeze that warms the knees and makes me feel something new. Give me rosy lips, fire flies,
a place to lay my heart.
Tall grass, twilight stars,
a dandelion pulled apart
Published 28th Dec 2015
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