Amanda's Poem:
Flight
Your heart pumped gently
under the curvature of my ear;
wings beating, low and deep
Your heart pumped gently
under the curvature of my ear;
wings beating, low and deep
Response:
Before I go to bed, I come
to say goodnight by
gently cracking open the door
seeing that you are still awake
I kiss your whiskery cheek and
give you a long hug, listening to
the heart that gave me mine
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