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Warm Breath

Imagine

The air filled with jasmine. The breeze blows with passion as You and me dance with desire.

The moon is on fire.

Imagine.

Tonight the air’s so much warmer. The air you breathe out is SO much warmer than the cold chill outside. Falling in love under starlight and holding on to you so tight together. Cause if i let go, I’d get lost.

I’ll be leaving. But we’ll never really be apart from each other. Don’t let go. Hold on tight and i swear we will make it. Don’t be scared, wipe away those tears dear one. Tears don’t suit your face. Wipe them off and lie on my shoulder for all eternity.

Yours Truly,

Painted Shadow.

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Author:

I stare at walls hoping that something would guide me to another dimension where everything makes sense. I take life as it comes. I reside in which is now known to be the fastest growing city in the Middle East, Dubai. Surrounded by fake greenery and dusty air, I long for rain. I long for rain to drench my very being, untill i feel nothing but clean and revived. I dream of happy things and i know for certain that Peter pan and pixies and fairies and Santa exists. I know. Because theres no point in not believing. Im a child. I am a grain of sand. I am a speckle of dust in this polluted world. I am a spirit roaming the end of the earth, trying to find that wall. (Read the page Painted shadow for details)

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