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Apr 2018
Where do I begin

I can’t feel my feet
I think I’m melting into the moon
I think I’m melting into the walls of your room
I think I’m morphing into
The spring
My fingertips eager to bloom -
To plant something beautiful
Inside the depths of your chest

I don’t want to leave
The lack of doubt is foreign to me

And for the first time in my life
I let it be

I remember the pain
The doubt
That such a word would
ever again leave my mouth
That I could ever understand
My own heart again

You’ve broken down
The strongest barrier I’ve ever built
With nothing but
The softness of your lips

I am raw
I am open
This is me
This is all for you

I catch myself staring at the sky
Wondering if there’s somewhere else I should be
But I’m too busy falling in love
To even hold a thought inside my skull

My body is so fluid
I can’t hold my bones together
I think I’m melting into you

And for the first time in my life
I really don’t mind
Danielle Doucette
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Danielle Doucette  Canada
(Canada)   
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       KM Hanslik, Rose, those bygone years and Kalon
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