His body is my shield
Protects me from the dangerous needles that pin point me away from his touch.
His eyes are my world
Takes me out of space and into the galaxy of a distance where nothing ever hurts me anymore.
His arms are my clouds.
They lift me into sky so when I look down I feel like I'm on cloud nine.
His voice is my symphony.
The sheets of music that echoes through my ears in the middle of the night so I rest.
On his chest.
His chest, is my pillow.
Where I can hear the beating of his heart as mine, fades in & out while his beats as I listen to his soft symphony.