Those words.

by Lindsay   Apr 28, 2008


When your head touches my shoulder
You hold me close when it gets colder
The way you whisper "I Love You"
The way I whisper is back to you.
Your pulchritudinous scent
Your emotional heart that you have lent
Picking me up, right off the floor
Finally opening all closed doors.
Forbidden words that shouldn't be said
Being shoved down my throat and put in my head.

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