12h
It’s tender,
being the closest of friends..
but oh, isn’t it such a dangerous thing?
To hold you with care,
in the space we made,
while promising
I won’t touch a single thing.
But sweet love... to be this close
to someone like you..
need I say
what your voice can bring?
Warmth, truth,
supportive hands that tend--
it’s a dream come true
for those who bleed.
But when a deep need is quietly met,
can the heart resist
going full send?
And still—when a need
is met without hands,
without lips,
without sleep lost
in shared breath...
how long before restraint slips?
This depth.. untouched,
unspoken, unseen..
it burns through the walls
between you and me.
Yes, even with agreements
so lovingly made...
there’s always the risk
in a love so brave;
that we will both
come
undone.
Mine, immaculate dream
made breath and skin...
Now we’ll try to stay blind
to the hope and fear outside...
Who do you need?
Who do you love?
When you come undone
https://youtu.be/5X5KweDhsaI?si=_VCO-kKUwqSB-Acs
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made breath and skin...
Now we’ll try to stay blind
to the hope and fear outside...
Who do you need?
Who do you love?
When you come undone
https://youtu.be/5X5KweDhsaI?si=_VCO-kKUwqSB-Acs
#Support
