Breathe.

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Freshly cut grass and sweat and soap,

smell them on you

by the folds of your skin.

 

Breakdowns at one.

Mendings by four,

 

Crying and weeping

Sleeping and dreaming

Living and dying

At the heart’s door.

 

Cold shower in the winters,

flushed cheeks and heat,

kisses on the foreheads

And hearts skipping a beat.

 

Running down alleys,

Spinning in the sun,

Hands woven

Souls locked in one.

 

I breathe, I believe,

I seeth my name in you,

 

All this while

I have and I will

Live you.

 

 

 

 

 

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5 Comments Add yours

      1. Soul Searching says:

        You’re welcome! Always happy to support your writing. 🙂

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