1, 2, 3
1, 2, 3,
“Come here and lay beside me”
His body is warm and smells of pine.
There are stars above us,
And no ground below.
I don’t want to fall.
4, 5, 6,
“There is nothing here to fix”
His hands roam my scars and he is gentle and warm.
There are tears in my eyes,
And he tells me they look like diamonds.
7, 8, 9,
“I have your heart, and you have mine”
His eyes are vast forests, forever green.
I can’t see where to go from here.
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2
3
Breathe.
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