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You are here, next to me

Your chest is my pillow

Your arms are my blanket

Your pulse is my lullaby

Your breaths are mine

We lie here,

And the world freezes

As we share a perfect night of sleep

Our dreams are shared

Our thoughts perfectly synchronized

This is perfection

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That was beautiful. Sounds as if it came from the heart. Poetry isn't poetry unless it truly has meaning to you.

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