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Infinite.


I am a listening ear and a talking mouth 

Spilling words that slide gently through the air 

Across dark days, and bright 

My words have soft edges, 

but yours are light 

Lifting me up like air 

The sky turning green with envy as we float by 

Content in this

Relishing in this 

This which is not easliy broken 

Nor effortlessly damaged 

Forever intertwined as we glide together 

Endlessly. 

Because I love you

As I do now 

As I always will

Infiniately 

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