Could you?

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I felt my toes curl up
in the sand
As I lay across your smooth arms
Lets stay like this for all eternity
and savor each drop
of drizzle
on our faces

The storm that is you my love
brings comfort
to my parched and untended
paradise

Reach up the skies
with your bare hands
and bring back the sun that has lost its light
And snatch away the gloom
that threathens
to envelope this poor soul

As I curl my toes in the sand
I imagine you here

perfectly

with me

I wish you could be.

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