Shells

Some people collect shells

I like to hear them crack under my heel

I don’t want to breathe

Baby break my

Chest

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Love

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Lay your head on my lap
Feel my fingers on your cheeks
They’re driving fast
And we
Are underwater
Close your eyes, love
Let me bathe your skin
In tenderness
Soothe my broken heart
With cream and butter –
The day quietly falls asleep
The night puts us to bed
This is a most beautiful moment
My love
I can finally breathe.