Miles

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tangled in a mess,
with my head upon your chest.
sweet, delicate kisses,
as you call me your princess.
heart beats in a smooth, steady rhythms,
as your beauty distracts my vision.
what would i do without you?
i would become so blue.
you're my hope and salvation,
and everlasting temptation.
don't ever leave,
for the stitches i would have to weave.
walk with me for awhile,
as i tell you something worth this mile.

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