poem: love will never run out of oxygen
intertwined in a universal long hug
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my poetry collection “Pretty Tennessee” is out now :) signed copies will be sent out at the end of month - secure yours here 🎀🤠 the poem I am sharing with you today touched me in ways I didn’t expect it to a year after writing it in my notes app for the first time. and it’s true, love will never run out of oxygen, even when you think moments that it already is. here’s to all hopeful romantic cowgirls out there. let’s unite in these next lines 🫀
the song that I listened to while scribbling down the poem:
