M A R I A

Midnight

Sometimes I put my ear on her naked left chest

just to hear her heartbeat

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I know she is alive

My eyes see her move
My ears catch her breath
My arms feel her warmth

I know, she is alive

But I need more

More of her soul
More of her everything
More of this unfolding life in front of me

I hold her tight

Don't want to let go