Saturday

rivers and wrinkles: a new born.
a chin that rests upon my chest.
fall deeper into my heart as I take each breath.
i can smell you. your new human scent. 
it lingers from my chest to my nose.
everywhere you go i want to be
here i can see that life doesn't matter
love matters. life is a silly game and
we are stuck here playing.
lay your head back down on my chest.
i want to feel you think.
good night my love. 

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