nov. 27

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warmth.

dusty blond hair, hazel eyes.

i catch myself fascinated by the way

your chest tends to fall and rise.

soothing rhythm, racing heart, you gently sway.

with shaking hands i suppress

unspoken thoughts and we sit awhile.

hummingbird wings beat in my chest

my racing heart finds peace in your smile.

a foundation on which to stand,

you build my up, make me stronger.

with your gentle smile and helping hand,

please, guide me through this storm just a little longer.

i hope i'm not holding on too tightly.

and that one day, i too can shine as brightly

as you.

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