Holding You


Holding you

I am breathing like I’ve never held the air,

I am curled in your human

and our shapes fit like a snowfall.


Touching you

I am bound and falling apart

and I am reckless,

it doesn’t seem to matter now when the lights are down

and you look at me like that.


Next to you

I am out of the spotlight

I have been running from,

you don’t need motion to tell me your story,

tell me something old or something new.


Holding you

I am warmer than I have ever been in summer,

I bend into your breaths,

I curve into every dip of your world

and I still have not explored them enough.


Holding you

I am whole.


Holding you

I am home.

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Written 7/20/17

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