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Our heartbeat
by Andi Lutz
When I breath
I can feel your heartbeat,
beat within mine.
As our chests rise against one another
I hold back a shiver.
You exhale deeply down my back,
your fingertips barely touching
my skin, covered in goosebumps.
I place my mouth on yours.
Our breath lingers into one.
I can feel you breath,
your heartbeat.
I can feel you live inside me
when I breath.
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