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Now and Then
Under the street light,
we always seem to contently meet.
Tender smiles and bold eyes,
exchanged knowledge of what will
eventually need to be.
Us.
Kiss me, baby,
and hold me in your arms.
It's interesting to realize
that when we are together
That is the only time I feel secure.
Rain, Spring.
In my 9 corners,
I am able to be true to my basic instinct.
Natures intensity thrives free.
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Now and Then
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