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Apr 2020
Our belly's press together like the necks of two swans,
and my lips will make a nest out of the hollow of your throat.

I will take my rest under the shelter of your tree-branch arms.

And you will softly pump my heart back to life with fingers that make it flutter like millions of tiny wings.
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Allforlove
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   Bogdan Dragos
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