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It’s Here

There’s a line
Between you and I.
Made of ice
Or glass
Or pure shine
It may be.
There’s a line
Between you and I.
It’s here
The story dilutes
Like ink in ocean.
It’s here
The line freezes
Like water in the dead of winter.
It’s here
I feel pure energy
Pulsing between you and I.
It’s here
Our locked gaze
Melts the frigid temperature away.
It was there
I felt most at home,
Wrapping my arms around you.
It was there
I realized,
Some things are simply meant to be.



Letters from inside my head

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