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there is comfort

flowing from your heart

to your fingertips

as you touch

each chord of my confusion



quietly, in synchrony

we breathe and

you erase the hurt

with sweet tongues of silence



and then



i would lean closer

as you whisper



and i am wrapped in soft clouds

enveloped in warm currents



and there are no other words

and there is no other sound



for i am bound, craving

each quiet word

coming from

your beautiful mouth