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"Mes de los Muertos"

Last Night

By Richard Voza

Lying on your bed last night
Your feet tangled with mine
My knees tucked behind yours
Your back nestled against my chest
Close enough to feel your heartbeat
My arms holding you tight
Your hands in mine,
A kiss on your cheek

How could you possibly ask
if I was asleep?

Article © Richard Voza. All rights reserved.
Published on 2009-12-07
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