to put you to sleep my love
Yes
all my guts my ribs my stomach even my legs are empty
my air my decorations of existence even people don't mean anything to me
nanosecond is still centuries
but your gestures your skin your hand when you surround me
means everything
the sun is coming the heat is exploding and my heart on your hands
here with all my infinite tenderness…
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