if you press them into a doorsill
a weight
lifted
acts a little like a sea breeze
or that first spray of spring blossoms:
some things move
of their own volition
sometimes in a discernible moment
my heartbeat settles
or a smile finds its place again upon my cheeks
of their own volition
sometimes in a discernible moment
my heartbeat settles
or a smile finds its place again upon my cheeks
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