all morning the planes come over so low
I could practically wave to the passengers
Monday 29 September 2014
Sunday 28 September 2014
asleep
In the dark his breathing is slow and steady
but his hand still takes my fingers
when I seek it out under the tangle of blankets
but his hand still takes my fingers
when I seek it out under the tangle of blankets
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