what matters: your arms
these lips
our palms together;
laughing,
soft skies,
the sweetness.
ta voix
tes yeux
tes mains
tes levres
empty cupboards are filled
empty stomachs become full hearts
in this space with you
i am never hungry.
Sep 5, 2013
Sep 5, 2013 at 12:58 AM UTC
what matters: your arms
these lips
our palms together;
laughing,
soft skies,
the sweetness.
ta voix
tes yeux
tes mains
tes levres
empty cupboards are filled
empty stomachs become full hearts
in this space with you
i am never hungry.
...we were happy.
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