Sloppy Drunk Kiss

Then the stars and all that they contain

meet with the earth for a sloppy drunk kiss.

My heart beats traumatically inside of my chest.

And I realize just how good it feels to feel.

To breathe and to be drowning

is something that is possible.

Something that I have done.

Moments and seconds are all we have left.

And I am o.k. with that for now.

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