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the Moment Afterwards
Oh the moment afterwards
when everything is still except our breath
and we have found a corner of the world that’s good,
the whirling earth at ease
and floating slowly under us,
my bed an island in the sun,
and nothing nothing nothing anywhere
save holding you
needs done.
when everything is still except our breath
and we have found a corner of the world that’s good,
the whirling earth at ease
and floating slowly under us,
my bed an island in the sun,
and nothing nothing nothing anywhere
save holding you
needs done.
Published 24th Apr 2022
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