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Intimacy Infinite
You are but the breath within my lungs
The tooth within my neck
The water drawn from my wishing well
You are but my smile
You are but the life about my heart
Oh, how I held you close
On the cliffs of consciousness
And we dove
Oh, how cold the winter was
Without you
you are but the wing within my wind
The breath within my breeze
The love on the tip of my tongue
Waiting to kiss
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