《how the words come》cadential

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our song sounds like

butterfly wings.

like tongues scraping

against the inside of

a mouth that isn't theirs.

in the morning

i wake up to your heartbeat.

i feel your fingers tapping out

a rhythm on my hipbones.

you are my final cadence.

the last chord after years

of halves.

-c.h.

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