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State Of Romance
As we walk along the shore,
The sun soaks our skins.
Feelings of satisfaction take over,
Tickling our bones from within.
I can sense your hand crawling,
Resting upon the surface of my palm,
Your fingers filling the empty spaces,
Helping me to remain calm.
I hope this moment burns
Forever within my memories.
The sun soaks our skins.
Feelings of satisfaction take over,
Tickling our bones from within.
I can sense your hand crawling,
Resting upon the surface of my palm,
Your fingers filling the empty spaces,
Helping me to remain calm.
I hope this moment burns
Forever within my memories.
Published 25th Aug 2011
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