Tuesday, September 22, 2009

I miss the sound of your voice, and I miss the rush of your skin. And I miss the still of the silence, as you breathe out and I breathe in. Just pull me down hard and drown me in love. I miss the sound of your voice, the loudest thing in my head. And I ache to remember all the violent, sweet, perfect words that you said. Just pull me down hard and drown me in love. I miss the pull of your heart. Come on get higher; Let me run to you. Because everything works with love. Because everything works when I'm in your arms.

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