• peegee 16w

    And last night we lay entwined
    Cuddling, keeping the cold at bay
    And out of the blue he laughs
    And I look up, asking him why
    And he says he's listening to my breath
    The rise and fall and slight irregularities
    And in that moment I'm sure
    That I'll never find another quite like him


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