There are many ways to find
true love. This is just
one of them.
Palms on shoulder blades, holding
on tightly, like oyster ribs;
your chin snugly nestled into the hollow
of my chest, like a gosling
come home. I can hear your heartbeat
and smell the fragrance of your
freshly washed hair.
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