Next to the crumbs on the table

have we placed a world of splendor, glitter and sparkling stars

I am sitting on your couch in the sunlight, with my naked skin close to your heart

all these dreams that shine like silver bells in the distance are moving closer, closer still

and your mouth is like a soft, caring whisper

I breathe the touch of your words

we are but what we love.

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