Jen Juice

how many times over
can I touch the
freckle on your body
that caresses me like
the way you
sing through the miles
of my mind
collapsing in a myriad
of a relief
as if I can breathe
while I watch
you release
the sentiments
matching
the way I see
the walls shivering
into a moment
I’d like to call my own…

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