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Oct 2023
What its like to see a smile
So warm
That It felt like the sun on a cold morning
Have you ever held someone so close
Skin contacting
As familiar as having your feet on the ground
And soft grass between your toes.
Even silence,
Is a breeze in the summer
Chatter is a bird song, Her voice makes me beam
When she looks at me I know
I’m home
I’m free
I’m yours
These thoughts bring bees and butterflies to my chest
Pollinating in cycles
I might stay here till sunset - If only to see her glow
And in the dying light
I’ll lay
Let the earth envelop my body
With a stronger gravity
Pulling me into your arms, Covering me
In a blanket of moss
With the insects consuming me
Returning to you
Home Forever.
Conor Youatt Larkin
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Conor Youatt Larkin  22/M/Brisbane, Australia
(22/M/Brisbane, Australia)   
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