May 2017
warmth spreads
From my anxious chest
Up to my drying cheeks
letting the salt water simmer
At a comforting heat.
I'm glad you're here,
To make sure I don't freeze myself to death.
From my anxious chest
Up to my drying cheeks
letting the salt water simmer
At a comforting heat.
I'm glad you're here,
To make sure I don't freeze myself to death.
A sequel to Titanic
(17/bed)
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