My lips
grazed her clavicle
as I sank
like a diving bell
into her chest
and in a moment
I was shore bound
no longer treading
water in the
dire depths
but safe,
home,
on the
warm sands
of your breath.
Sep 27, 2015
Sep 27, 2015 at 5:03 PM UTC
My lips
grazed her clavicle
as I sank
like a diving bell
into her chest
and in a moment
I was shore bound
no longer treading
water in the
dire depths
but safe,
home,
on the
warm sands
of your breath.
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