Ofelia Castaneda-Gutierrez

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I relax against his chest, finding the rhythm of his heartbeat. Beat, beat, pause. Beat, beat, pause. Beat, beat, pause. It’s absolutely beautiful. The way it sounds is beautiful. The way it cares is beautiful. The way it loves is beautiful. He presses his lips to the top of my head. I close my eyes… and I cry.
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