in a stretch of dependence, i let myself into you.
holding you, with your jubilant smile,
is immeasurable.
speaking in moderated tones, with gentle,
we fall asleep together.
despite your insistence on keeping me near
you do not drive me away.
your archaic virtue, the unworldliness
is undoubtably endearing
the soft of your back is spongy, delicate.
so malleable.
vulnerable.
i can’t imagine
that i was once
you.
we were [...]
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