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Breathless- Poem

I ask him to hold me close.
Hold me tight,
Tighter,
Tighter.
So tight that I experience what compressed lungs feel like, and blocked airways.
It won’t damage me.

He always takes my breath away.

By Rebecca Thorpe

*This poem is my own*

R-T x

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