My heart pivots to the left
Inches toward your salted lips
Waste not your breath
On confession
My hands already grip
The coattails
Of your eccentricity
My dirty nails
Having dug so deeply
Into your sympathetic chest
Do not seek
To cross-contaminate
Remain love
As you are
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I lie in our bed
Still but for the raised pulse reaped
From an artless moon
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You collapse in waves
Tears unfastening slowly
Wounds stinging sweetly
In my excavated palms
All delusions are pardoned
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You sort of get 3 today well they were tied in my mind. Can you tell I am in the mood to snuggle with hubbie. This is a picture of my husband years ago being silly, he is such an innocent person and I think this picture shows it lol
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