Intoxicated with You

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I tasted something awful

But I know it is familiar,

Reminiscent to broken dreams

And bitter tears,

Synonymous with 

Crazy celebrations

And first borns;

I figured out that 

I'm having a hang over

Because of too much alcohol,

Too little of you

I woke up with vodka 

In my stomach;

I woke up with you

In my heart.

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*Picture from benjaminmiguel

Desire

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I want to kiss you

But you are so far away,

What do you suggest that

I do then?

Should I stop thinking 

About you?

And forget you?

I cannot do that!

I guess I'll just

Continue on dreaming

About that kiss

Until that day 

I can finally

Make it real, 

Until then I'd have 

To content myself

With visions of you

Laughing with me,

Loving me,

Hating me,

Crying with me,

Snoring with me,

And being with me,

I'm so looking

Forward to that day,

Are you?

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*Picture from badatsports

My Valentine

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6,679 miles 

Of salt water, 

Dessert and hills,

Rain forests,

And rice terraces;

10,748 kilometers

Of raging rivers,

Plateaus and cliffs,

Murky swamps,

And cobbled roads;

13 hours and 21 minutes,

Of turbulent flying,

Of navigating 

Treacherous shores,

Of coursing through

New found terrain

And lonely homes;

That's how far

You are to me,

But my every heart beat

Does not agree.

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*Picture fromlamberdebieflowers

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I saw you yesterday

And I feel like my life

Is totally about to change,

Though I'm not yet sure

If it's for the better,

But I like changes

Change is good

And everytime 

I look into your eyes

I see a probable future

Of holding hands

And whispers at night;

Of breakfasts in bed

And waking up late on Saturdays.

I saw you yesterday

And thank you for seeing me too.

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*Picture from free-extras

Out of Reach

This is one of the most painful ironies ever. What do you think?

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We sat beside one another

Yet we are so far away

The only thing that is near

Is my memory of being held

During those long forgotten nights

When all I thought about

Was the warmth of your touch

Not my pending paperworks

Not my overdue bills

I only thought of you

And I know that you were 

Thinking the same

But now, sitting here with you

I don't know if you are

Thinking about it too

You are looking 

Over the horizon

When you could have been

Looking at me

I wanted to touch you

To make sure that 

You are really there

But I stopped myself

I don't think I want to find out.

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*Image from digitaledge