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Of Highs and Heartbeats
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It's a refreshing feeling, this love of yours It's a little obsessive, this love of yours It's divinely addictive, this love of yours It's a lot messy, this love of yours It's a beautiful thing, this love ours
It's a beautiful thing, this love of yours
Mornings spent with your fingers threaded in my hair
Sunlight filters in, while I snuggle deeper into your arms
You kiss my forehead, I smile
You kiss the smile, and that brings on another
Like a cool drizzle of rain over my closed eyes
Loneliness creeps in, among groups of people
But in your arms, it's just the two of us in the world
Fingers interwined we walk the world, all I want is to
Cross your path again and again and again
Till they coalesce into one shared journey
I'd breath you in, consume you whole
You're a high I'll constantly chase
You're my low I'll drown in every day
Like this poem of mine, like this life of ours
Where I fall asleep to the beats of your heart
Where even arguments end with laughter tucked between our sighs
It's imperfect
It's unwritten
It's unfiltered
It's ours
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