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To wake up
kissing your eyelids
pressing my cold fingers
against your lips
catching sunbeams
with my eyelashes
breaking the silence
with my soft breathing
drawing hearts
with my subtle touches
all over your body
stripping down
so that you could
find the way
between my ribs
up to my soul
and fill my breath
with meaning
And I'd melt
those tiny icicles
in your look
setting free
the warmth
of your cold lips
We'd set this world
alight

you've lost it
so just let go
let go
let go
let go.