You’ve taken to sleeping
anchored by my chin
head under my clavicle
turned in
to feel my pulse
lulling you to sleep
your arms wrapped around me
like an early Christmas present.
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You’ve taken to sleeping
anchored by my chin
head under my clavicle
turned in
to feel my pulse
lulling you to sleep
your arms wrapped around me
like an early Christmas present.
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