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Sep 2015
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.
Adam Cornelius Tuffey
Written by
Adam Cornelius Tuffey  Stondon Massey
(Stondon Massey)   
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