you drown my demons
with the color of your eyes
and the creases of your smile.
you quiet their incessant groaning
with the soft resonance of your voice
when you whisper good morning
and
the warmth of your hands
reminds me to breathe again
and brushes the dust
from between my ribs.
this is for you
this is for you
this is for you
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