~part uno~ c l o u d y

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barbed wire

crossed hearts

interlaced fingers

we make our own art

we paint the skies

and dance in the clouds

puffs of smoke

feeling proud

hold me close

and touch my lips

feel the heat

as we connect hips

dont end our love

our passionate love

like lilac petals

fly like a dove

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