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12:51 A.m.
January 9, 2015
I love when he kisses me hard.
I love when he hugs me tight.
I love his lungs and his breath.
The way they tap with his ribs.
I love him as his body is my home.
As we fear the same and think different.
I miss feeling his touch to my hair.
And to connect my body with his.
With his sleeping body on my heartbeat
As a lullaby.
© Heather J., Slidell, LA
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