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almost

you and I,

              always almost.

again

             and again.

I wonder if you recall the way

I couldn't keep my eyes off you.

my head on your bare chest

bodies close

I watched you sleep

melting into you

it was an almost moment

                the almost moment

that started it all.

we were always on the verge of almost

                  never nothing

                  never something

but never again.

                                                                             - DK

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