selfpreservationist: (o'er my angel-guarded bed)
ᵛ ([personal profile] selfpreservationist) wrote 2020-08-19 12:49 am (UTC)

Re: Day 271

[his fingers keep moving, in the same soothing and gentle pattern, alternating between kissing noah's neck and nuzzling against it. eventually, he starts to recite]

"Peace flows into me
As the tide to the pool by the shore;
It is mine forevermore,
It ebbs not back like the sea.

I am the pool of blue
That worships the vivid sky;
My hopes were heaven-high,
They are all fulfilled in you.

I am the pool of gold
When sunset burns and dies, --
You are my deepening skies,
Give me your stars to hold."

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