One lays limply against the other
Which in turn caresses its' limp counterpart
A gently sort of love given when needed
As if the one is a dying willow
The other provides a sense of comfort
A self love
To caress the side of yourself which is dying, slowly
Hand in hand
(Edited Aug 28, 2024)
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