Your Words
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Near
The sound of your voice,
The naked skin of your body
Still has a baby smell.
Your words flood the space
With love.
I stare into that space
Rolling seconds back
Rolling seconds before
And back
Again
To be only yours.
Poem by Marieta Maglas
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