I shiver
Because I can feel you
Wrapped around me.
My spine straightens
And I feel the need
To cover myself up.But then
I cast my eyes around
Just to realise
I'm all alone.And I'm trying to decide if that's better.
YOU ARE READING
Lachrymose
PoesíaLachrymose /ˈlakrɪməʊs,ˈlakrɪməʊz/ adjective tearful or given to weeping. A collection of amateur prose and poetry illustrating the inner turmoil. Mainly a dumping ground for loose thoughts and ideas to be interpreted in whatever manner.
How do you still surround me?
I shiver
Because I can feel you
Wrapped around me.
My spine straightens
And I feel the need
To cover myself up.But then
I cast my eyes around
Just to realise
I'm all alone.And I'm trying to decide if that's better.