The Music Swells And...
D Dónall Dempsey
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We bathe
in the sunset
silhouetted against it
as if were that
special moment
in a movie where
the music swells and...
one hand rests nonchalantly on
your collar bone
my other holds you
to me.
I kiss your magnolia scented hair.
We just stand there
as if we were
a painting
for the poster
of the movie
we are in.
We close our eyes
letting the sun set slowly seep in.
Now, in the falling
rain
of the future I have
found myself in
(without... amazingly you!)
I still can smell your magnolia scented hair
still feel my hand resting on the fragileness
of your collarbone
your heart
like a mad little bird
beating underneath
the palm of the other.
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