just whistle.

in this narrow kitchen

i dream a wild life with you.

out there, he breathes. he loves you.

i taste you and i believe,

every evening, in everything.

i don’t know how we got here.

but if this is where you find me,

this narrow kitchen,

with my heart on my sleeve.

just whistle.

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