A touch that can make me weak
And drastically alter my heartbeat
Kisses that make me feel as if i werent using my feet
Shoulders to support my head when its filled with dread
Hands to wipe my tears when they are filled with fear
Ears to hear my cry when my hearts dyng inside
Eyes to see my pain instinctively knowing when to bring me out of the rain
& a heart that beats the same as mine
rhythm and all willfully intertwined
Nov 29, 2013
Nov 29, 2013 at 6:35 PM UTC
A touch that can make me weak
And drastically alter my heartbeat
Kisses that make me feel as if i werent using my feet
Shoulders to support my head when its filled with dread
Hands to wipe my tears when they are filled with fear
Ears to hear my cry when my hearts dyng inside
Eyes to see my pain instinctively knowing when to bring me out of the rain
& a heart that beats the same as mine
rhythm and all willfully intertwined
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