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Portland, Oregon. Falling in love with the art of everything.

  • Writer's pictureRachel Sandstrom Morrison

let me nestle in the space under your collarbones

i'd crawl underneath your skin,

nestle in the space underneath your collarbone

or snugly between your ribs

watching your heart beat

hoping to understand you better


i'd see the world through your eyes

live your life

walk a mile in your shoes

no cliche to big

for me to see the world your way


all i want is to understand

what it is you like about me

what you feel when you see me

feel me

hear me


i've never been sure

but i'd do anything to know with you

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