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He crept slowly up behind her, placing an arm around her waist.
Quietly, he whispered, "I love you."
He turned her around and leaned in, kissing her lips gently.
She backed away slightly, a puzzling look upon her face.
"What about her?"
"I'm over her...because of you."
"Me? I'm nothing special."
"Oh, but you are. Believe me, you are."
"No, I'm not...I never will be.."
"You're amazing. You're..different, somehow, and I can't quite put my finger on it."
His hand grasped hers, and he put the other on the wall behind them.
"I want to be with you," he said softly, and he kissed her again.
It made her melt, almost instantly.
"And I with you."
She pulled him by the hand to the bedroom just down the hall, closing the door behind her...
...And then she awoke.
The dream was over, and he was no longer there.
Two became one...
The two lay together under the full moonlit sky, staring up at its beauty.
He looked over at her and softly whispered, "I love you."
She blushed, a small smile creeping across her lips..."I love you, too."
He grasped her hand in his, giving it a small squeeze before slowly positioning himself above her.
He leaned forward and kissed her lips gently, then her forehead.
Returning his kisses, she glanced up at him, softly saying, "Make love to me."
He smiled...and the two became one under the moon that night.
five hour energyi suppose
last week was only an aftershock
of the earthquake you were before.
this place used to vibrate
with metal strings and melodic,
testimonies to life,
emitting coffee-scented moods
and the burn of it too.
i had memorized the
sounds of silence,
i couldn't help but relish it.
no longer had i known
the sounds of folk
and scent of mocha-
you became nothing more
than an echo of the laughter
i so desperately needed to hear again.
then the echoes got louder,
bouncing ferociously off the walls
to be made manifest
i walked into your room
expecting exactly what i found-
an unmade bed,
and an empty beer
(the one that you insisted you needed
just days ago).
i pressed my nose
into the pillow
for incense and cologne and starbucks
to penetrate my mind
and thinking fervently
i already know
what a clean sheet smells like."
how strong an aftershock can be,
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