You ask me what is love and I’ll tell you I know not. You ask me if I’ve loved and I’ll tell you I once did. You ask me how I know I’ve loved and I’ll tell you I just know.
BURIED CAESARIn leaving me you turned of the future into a creature of the past.
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The fear that I would one day run out of things to say to you became the hope that soon I can sit in silence with you.
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I see myself through your eyes and I love what I see. So please never look way.
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You can make my chest swell with joy and cave with pain but peace is something I taught myself. Chest swelling chest caving with each new breath of fresh air.
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In leaving me you turned of the future into a creature of the past.
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You and I are the greatest love story ever untold.
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Let me kiss you one last time now that I know I will feel you on my lips for the rest of my life.
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A fraction of an ounce of kindness from you was enough for me to fall.
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Pull me close when the light gives way to dark. Hold me tight until the stars all burn away. Dance with me to the rhythm of our hearts.
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In an age so connected why do I feel so far apart?
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Hundreds of thousands of years of evolutionary training forgotten when I expose that vulnerable flesh to you.
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You’ve changed. And for that I’m proud. My loyalty is to you always. Not just the person I met.
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Curves on a body are invitations to desire. Embrace them wherever they are.
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I met you the way a fast car meets a tree. The slightest slip sent me careening into you. Half-conscious I remained at the scene, bones broken, blood spilled, fire burning.
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Don’t ever think I am fragile because I asked you to handle me with care. It was not a plea, it was a warning. My strength keeps me safe but I can’t say the same for you.
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The eye of the storm is the stillest part. There is calm at the centre of a cyclone. There is hush in the middle of a hurricane. The window of joy we shared was the eye of our storm.
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