My head rests against
The sound of a heart beating- fast- just for me.
Arms wrapped around me,
My arms wrapped around.
Warm. Warmer than I have ever been.
Warmth like hot chocolate melting frostbitten fingers.
Burning... Hot.
Intertwined like we're each protecting the other
From the cold.
Close. Closer than we ever are.
Chest to chest, chin resting on the top of my head.
Breathlessly, dangerously near.
We fit together like puzzle pieces that match
Almost too perfectly.
We can hear the blood rushing through our veins as we
Stand still. Stiller than time allows.
Neither wants to tarnish or rip or smudge or startle the other
Person made of paper.
Paper burns, you know.
Paper people catch fire when they stand so still
Close to the flames.
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Lyrics Of A Locked-Up Lion
PoesiaA collection of words about life, love, fear, and regret.