on wednesday evening as the sun fades we go to play on the beach.  Yr hands are full of starlight and when you smile that way, that way when yr face brims over with power and love, i cannot breathe.

I swear to you: i cannot breathe.

yr beauty leaves me fragile, my love expands filling my heart, my stomach, my lungs.

i cannot get enough of you.


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