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Come

Meet me where the sea and sky touch
Her lips pressed lightly, now part
Puffs of wind, breath escape
Gentle waves of her Cupid's bow
I know not where the sea ends and the sky begins

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POSTED BY Winter Frore ON Wednesday, June 15, 2016 @ 5:13 AM
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