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The longest arms,
the deepest breath.
The softest lips,
the tallest stance.
The darkest skin,
the kindest touch.
The sweetest kiss,
the finest love.
Understand that when he holds me,
every clock forgets my name.
Earth’s axis loses its balance,
and every worry melts away.
Understand that when he holds me,
I am utterly and wholly his.
And when I’m pressed against him,
I think about how he has-
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A. Jannay
I’m a paramedic, poet, and all around advocate for others. I do a lot of spoken word poetry as well as public education about a broad variety of topics, such as mental health, equality, medical advocacy and more!
Instagram: @AyeJannay
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