breathing between my breast
he hand at my waist
i am finding my self accustomed to the sound of her chest rising
he awkward movements at midnight
the momentary discomfort
until she settles back between my ribcages
but i am still afraid of it all
she will be leaving soon
back on an airplane
acorss the ocean
when ill have to get used to a whole other kind of sleeping
lonely
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