It was maybe only a moment.
and I.
The sun ignited the honey in your eyes
and I held you close.
The smell of you
flooded my lungs,
drowning me,
yet I did not want to be saved.
In that moment,
I knew the struggle of Atlas,
of having to carry a world
in your arms.


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