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Nov 2012
From this place
With my head on your chest
And your hand wrapped over my arm
I've only ever seen
Half of anything.
Half of the movies
Half of the cartoons
Half of the bedroom
Half of the sky
Half of the sunset
Half of everything;
With my shoulder always blocking one eye.
But I see your hand there with that eye,
And I feel your heartbeat under my cheek
I hear your breath
Smell your skin;
And the half of everything
Of anything
Is made whole
From this place
With my head on your chest.
Ashley Rose Berman
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Ashley Rose Berman
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