Lexi

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Travelers — my hands wander lost on your skin.

Please don’t open your mouth.

Don’t say those words.

Step lightly away when I blink.

The wind holds me in a cold embrace

–as the E train steals you away.

My hands hold your warmth in my pocket.

 

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