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my lullaby


The ticking of your heart has become my nighttime sonnet And no words can verbalize into sentence of how I feel The moonlight has slowly began to dance through your hair Inhale... Exhale... all in perfect sync, the master DJ at work again You close your eyes but remain awake, to scare away the monsters that are so near Your fingers trace the outline of my face, gently remembering every turn and motion And then you stop. And I feel your arm hug the curve of my scared body The sheets rustle as you move closer, filling the heavy gap between us I can feel your lips along my ear as you whisper words of insane poetic perfection
into the darkness
And there they are, lost among the star-lined sky of navy satin...
"I love you"
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