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Shall I be ashamed for how beautifully I can transform our moments in written word?

I do not believe so..

Because you breathed your laughter into my lungs

and in that moment,  you are mine

in some moments you belong to me -

As the golden rays peep through the blinds

and caress your skin as I have

....I am blind

I feel nothing, yet have a sense of everything

I live our moments through a hidden haze

while my only desire is your presence

I feel everything with a sense for nothing

I am not afraid of you

but yet I am afraid

Because when our eyes do not meet

I long for their return

I dream of you by day and by bed

You have bruised my neck

you bruised my lips

you bruised my soul...