Burdens

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Carry my heart and I'll carry yours-
With your body as my own-

Palms outstretched and legs intertwined-
Whisper love notes into my hair-

Brace my neck with your fingertips-
Lace your touch with my scent-

I won't forget the smell of your skin-
No more tears on satin cheeks-

Only butterfly kisses on my thighs-
Give your lungs to me, or at least-

The stars sprinkled up your arms-
And I'll stress release, breathe relief-

Four hands and one heart feels easy.

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