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you choose to be mine
when you take hold of my hand -
silently, i'm yours
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stoplight - (haiku love series - #2)
eyes lock in a gaze
glimpses of my future spark
then you walk away
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emo0tions hang from limbs/like Spanish moss in the wind/stretched torn and ragged/shaking off drops of pain
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He begins talking about string theory. He reels me back in, from the dinosaurs to the infinite, human evolution and alternate dimensions, until it makes so little sense that everything makes sense.
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there is a vault in the mountains / that in itself contains infinite vaults
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sometimes i have to be in the other room
just so i can breathe easy away from you.
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