Its her, instead

[updated: with help from a Queen of words. Thanks!]

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Somewhere deep down

the heart beats slow

Slower and yet

it's echoes bellow

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With your each whisper

my mind goes numb

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My bile rises

as your hands caress

the marks on my chest

our bodies confess

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You smile at me

so familiar, so comforting

I stretch my lips as well

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I kiss your eyes

and you snuggle up closer

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My thoughts though

alone they wander

with her

for her

hoping it was her

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The scent of your hair lingers

I sigh in deep

You look at me happy

My stretched lips sweetheart

are in fact, an apology

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