The Ocean in Us #3

Those cool autumn says you spoke me dizzy

With the way you saved your laughter for things

Worth your time and the silence

You let wrap around us like the sea’s foaming breath,

They always come back to me when my feet brush against

Sand, or my hands are enclosed by someone, or

When you speak against my neck in the sunshine.

I’ve never wanted to fall apart so badly;

I’ve never let myself split apart at the seams.

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