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Nov 2015
Slim fingers
Running through silken strands of bronze
Gentle
Careful
Loving
Light dancing
To the gravel tone
Of your soft voice
Moving this way and that
As my heart beats
Like the flicker of candlelight

Dreams of lazy sundays
Warm in my nest of cotton
Close
Steady mind
Alive
Present in the moment
Safe, as though this were my home
Soft lips
Light breathing
Like feathers tickling my skin

You lay
Heavy like the weight of my heart
Still
Smiling
Tranquil
As I sink lower into these clouds
Lower, lower, back to Earth
Reality drops
As I breathe out
written while the album Trouble by Ray Lamontagne played in the background...
Tommy
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Tommy  22/F/UK
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