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Emily Mar 2019
hold my heart
as I sit
breathless,
face wet and salty
as the room
overflows
with love

hold my heart
as it feels ready to drop
under the weight of
open
floodgates

hold my heart
as his stops beating,
as I watch this pure,
tender being
leave his beloved
world and enter
the next

hold us all
and help us stay afloat in this
salty sea
of love

— The End —