Torn apart by the storms of love
and put back together by the calms
of love,
I lie here in a harbor
that does not know
where your body ends
and my body begins.
Fish swim between our ribs
and sea gulls cry like mirrors
to our blood.
and put back together by the calms
of love,
I lie here in a harbor
that does not know
where your body ends
and my body begins.
Fish swim between our ribs
and sea gulls cry like mirrors
to our blood.
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