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Apr 2016
In the stillness of moonlight,
punctuated by your steady exhale
and the brief swell of your chest,
I sunk into your warmth.
Encased in your arms,
I felt myself slipping into a feeling
that I had almost forgotten.
Like a child with her ear
pressed to the whorl of a seashell,
I lost myself in the drumming beneath your ribs.
Β©Nicola-Isobel H.         26.04.2016
Isobel G
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Isobel G  25/F/Australia
(25/F/Australia)   
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