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

  • Writer's pictureRachel Sandstrom Morrison

love at 20.

closer

pull me in closer

crush me with the weight of your

expectations

my expectations

the roles we're supposed to play

but forget that now

pull me in

fall faster

deeper

let me feel the fullness of you

inside

do you feel me too

more than my depth

do you feel the softness

can you taste the desperation? i have to feel

wanted

desperately needed

breaths heavy as the weight of the world on my shoulders

but i can't quit you

wouldn't even if i could

you fill me

breathe me

validate me

and that's what i need


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