& if I held you to my ear I could feel your heartbeat, slow and content with my hand on your chest (speeding up as it moves down, down)
I could feel the softness of your skin, turned the deep pink of a blushing girl—the sun's work— and holding the heat of that close star's burning tendrils
I could feel movement in your muscles as your arm curls around my waist lazily, an afterthought, like it's a natural instinct to pull me tighter in your sleep
I could feel shivers on my bony spine while you kiss iridescence behind my eyes in the way your lips press where my jaw meets my neck
I could feel an utter wholeness that I've missed for so long
Except—
Except——
Except———
You're too far away, a distance that even the "phone call" between the ocean and the little child pressing the shell against her ear cannot fix
Jun 23, 2015
Jun 23, 2015 at 6:51 PM UTC
& if I held you to my ear I could feel your heartbeat, slow and content with my hand on your chest (speeding up as it moves down, down)
I could feel the softness of your skin, turned the deep pink of a blushing girl—the sun's work— and holding the heat of that close star's burning tendrils
I could feel movement in your muscles as your arm curls around my waist lazily, an afterthought, like it's a natural instinct to pull me tighter in your sleep
I could feel shivers on my bony spine while you kiss iridescence behind my eyes in the way your lips press where my jaw meets my neck
I could feel an utter wholeness that I've missed for so long
Except—
Except——
Except———
You're too far away, a distance that even the "phone call" between the ocean and the little child pressing the shell against her ear cannot fix
