measure
this moment:
your hand on my feet
your
warmth slowly
moving through me
I want
my feet in
your slippers
your
feet on
my feet
your
feet in
my hands
your
feet in
my mouth
I want
to bite hard
into that arch
this
is how we
say I love you
my feet
unfailingly
lead me to you
my
heart
follows
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