Plan for the Next Every Day

When it is a warm day, I find I’d like to lay my drowsy head upon your stomach and not know if the rumbling is from you or high above me – watch the sun poke through the bold trees (in the same way that your body flashes out beneath your clothing in the small gaps where the folding of a T-shirt feels like peace) and fall asleep.

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~ by perfectionatrix on March 13, 2012.

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