Reciprocity.
September 26, 2017
My finger enter
Between my ribs
Searching for the pulsing, beating, living, throbbing
Heart keeping me conscious.
Now it is yours.
Yet in my hands I hold another
One I do not recognize.
Empty gaps in our chests
Yet we are alive,
Because you have given me your heart
And I have given you mine.
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