for alana.
our bodies:
flowers blooming
in a private garden,
coupled against the light
of a low-riding moon
breathe in anticipation,
exhale epiphany,
feeling, again, for
the very first time.
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I think I'm in love but it makes me kinda nervous to say so. -Beck
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this "someone," b?
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