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Mar 2019
Warm hum
The electric current
That passes
Between us

Every
Time
You
Touch
Me

Worn soles
You're closer
To the mother
In old shoes

I'm
Closer
To
Death
In
Your
Arms

I wish
I could steal
Those touches
Every day

Supine
In
The
Sunshine

I wish
I could feel
That warm humming
Until I drown

Every
Time
You
Touch
Me
I
Die
Written by
Cydney Something  32/F/Portland, OR
(32/F/Portland, OR)   
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