feel my mind on your shoulder
all thoughts surrender to you
Does each and every moment matter?
do the moments ink into our brains,
waiting to be remembered.
feel my breathe coming over your neck
Will you remember this?
the way I taste your flesh
Will I remember this?
a blissful state of security
do these moments-
moments like these
get to be remembered when I'm on the other side
spending this time
with me nested in your lap,
my mind resting on your shoulder
the breathe coming over
remember me and this memory
when the skin on my face sags to the floor-
when it's all gone
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