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Thursday, June 4, 2015

Entrapped

A wild wind whispers through the trees
It murmurs your name silently
Time is waiting on a half thought prayer
All of creation is full of anticipation
Your name is spoken
Time stops
The world starts spinning again
Only to come crashing
When your lips meet mine
Pleading, pulling my breath from my body
Slowly I surrender
Yours
Completely

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