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leesah-likes

(a memoir)

#09

2007-01-02

it's nice.

And we rest in our place
Where you gently touch my hair
You speak and I watch your face
But I’m trying not to stare.

We nestle close and breathe real slow
And I think about the feel
How there’s no better place to go
When this is so true and real.

I seek no future nor the past
Just bathe in the goodness of you
I don’t worry how long it will last
Or about other things to do.

Cozy is as cozy does
And so you hold me near
For no reason, just because
It’s nice to be right here.

leesah-likes at 5:35 p.m.

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