You.

You.

And your

hands on my

hips.

Your lips

on my wrist.

You.

Are the breath

that I take

when my heart

forgets to beat.

I cannot breathe

any deeper.

You cannot get

any closer.

Palpitations

for you.

 

For your arms

holding tight.

For my smile

in your eyes.

For my legs

wrapped around.

The sound

of your exhale.

I can see.

This is right.

 

You.

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