The tiniest corners of your soul, my soul; our bodies.
Those lines on your fingers. The warmth on my eyelids.
Without a single word, sometimes with many.
...
This is something to believe.
You can be entirely known by someone.
Entirely ...
And it feels like a dream sometimes.
Just like a dream.
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cute picture! great post!
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