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  • Writer: Yaira Ebanks
    Yaira Ebanks
  • Feb 11
  • 1 min read

I love it when you speak, 

your voice finds me

draws me back in 

I’m lost

no- I am wandering

ushers me to the place 

our secret little space 

control dissolves 

dismantles all boundaries 

fantasies escaping reality 

remind me

cement it deep 

singular, tantalizing

sacred- ours forever to keep

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