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It Fits
It fits.
It just simply does.
My arm fits behind your head,
as we lie on the bed, in the glow.
Your head on my shoulder,
comfortable and light.
It fits.
It just does.
Staring at the ceiling;
at the cobweb on the fan.
Nobody cares. There are no thoughts,
just reverie, and peace. Just to be.
It fits.
It just fits.
This life with you,
and who we are.
This growth togeth...
Saturday 31st December 2022 5:10 pm
Paper cuts
Cuts from pristine crisp yellow pages
leading to a moonlit night
beside the waves
with the onomatopoeia of the lapping waters
against your feet
and the warmth from the
fire beside
Cuts from letters
not pronouncing love
but charges for services with “friendly reminder” written in red
and an occasional congratulations
and seasonal “vote for me”s
...
Tuesday 8th November 2022 5:41 am
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