breathe.

my head in her lap
calms the bleed from the day
lines i can’t fall in

her fingers through my hair
mindlessly
we see in darkness

my lips caress her thighs
heat salt liquid sweet
night’s shadow crosses over us

i’m starting to breathe

*photo courtesy of photomaginarium / creative commons*

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