warm baths

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for my mum

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When I think of you

It’s sweet rice with brown sugar

Borrowed 90’s fares in high school

Red breakfast bar stools

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I opened my eyes to the ceiling

Unfurled like an insect cocooned

Realised I was cupped in the palms of your hands

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They formed my home

They pinched my nose

They let me know love

They never let me go

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Your head rests next to mine on the pillow

Lavender essential oils billowed

Warm baths while our raw limbs intertwined

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You are my brown-eyed stare when I am blind