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THE WALLS ARE CLOSING IN
It feels like the walls
are closing into silence
each breath tighter than the last
as if love itself might end our existence.
I lie here, half a human
reaching for air and you.
You're holding back, I feel it
but something sacred is taking shape.
Your thoughts speak in whispers
louder than words
echoing in rhythm with mine
confessing what lips still fear to say.
Now it's undeniable
the ache is shared, the pull is real.
The walls are falling
and all that separates us...
is a single breath
and these fragile sheets.
Copyright ©
Hakim Fuhad Mansaray
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