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by Scott Cadence

the music was loud
you had to speak
so close
my neck could feel your voice
it seamed to play well against the notes
laying on my skin in such a way
the words just left
drew pictures
off somewhere
no one could see me
they never can
this time I brought you -
just keep talking
I almost cant move
if you were any closer
I might forget to breathe -
where are my boundries,
your heat is extending -
are you aware?
I think you know
what your doing,
Im not even sure
your really even saying anything,
I dont think either of us care
if it makes any sense -
But I know we agree on one thing
someone should turn up
the volume


Author's Note: I have a new appreciation for music

Posted on 01/13/2003
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