"If I could slide my hands
through the spaces
between your ribs,

slip my fingers past
your heaving..."

If I could slide my hands

through the spaces

between your ribs,



slip my fingers past

your heaving lungs

to touch your anxious heart,

would I find that it is mine to hold?



- mechanicpixiedreamgirl  (via wnq-writers)
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Published on May 31, 2015 10:31
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