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It's instant. The connection.
The low rumbling of burning embers
That are now full on red fiery flames when we connect. And for the moment, my heart is mended.
My broken and tattered heart was pieced together
When your lips connected with mines.
YOU ARE READING
Letters never sent
PoesiaWords I simply couldn't find the courage to say feelings tucked away never to see the light of day.
