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second wind
My vitality feels resuscitated with every breathe we share
two halves of a heart
you are the oxygen that pumps, vestibule, pair of consonance heartbeats
bounce off the walls.
we jump up and down hand in hand
your touch warms through and lights a fire inside and around
sound mind when your whisper incites a riot
the night is charged, god particles in the air.
our souls dance...
Friday 30th August 2019 4:12 am
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