There are moments
Without him
When I doubt
When I fear
And writhe in agony
For his absence almost feels
Permanent
But I go to him
Each time I see him
Cuddle closely
And try not to let go
My closeness is
Reassurance
That he's still here
He hasn't left me
(Yet)
He loves me
I need him
I find my strength
In his arms
My joy
With his lips
And my survival
With his heart.