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Beauty & Promises

I found myself

on top of the mattress of promise

you lay tangled beneath me

sleeping

Your eyes cast in shadow

your lips slightly parted

whistling dreams of glory

I thought this is the time to touch your skin

brown as a berry

yet ripened

And

I thought

bring me your prayers

and your sugar lips

Entwine them on my heart

like holy wine

A kiss

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