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[title] => Found and Lost
[time] => 2016-07-18 09:37:25
[hometext] => On a stormy night she held me.
[bodytext] => Found and lost
Wrapped in Red
She held me from behind.
Her breasts pushed against my back.
And her hands on my shoulders, we looked like vines intertwined.
Was it a moment of pleasure
Or a sign of relief?
But back then it gave me a belief.
Little did I know the weather would change.
Those moments of summer sun were disguises of rain.
That these joyous moment would turn into grief.
Short lived nonetheless, she made me believe.
All the happiness that I could achieve.
She held me tight, through the night/'/s turbulence.
She could take away all my worries with her one glance.
She held held me through the night and through the storm.
But it was the storm rising beyond the horizon my eyes could see.
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