Pull me close and
wrap me in your arms.
Keep me warm and safe
from the storm outside of us.
Throw your coat around
my icy shoulders.
Press your body against me,
share your warmth.
Take my hand in yours,
fold over my stubborn fingers.
Trace the veins in my arm.
Put your hot lips on my frozen blue ones.
Give me your breaths.
You try as if it might do something.
Push the lids over
my frozen, glassy eyes.
Then call your best friend.
You’ll need help moving my body.
Jan 22, 2015
Jan 22, 2015 at 5:04 PM UTC
Pull me close and
wrap me in your arms.
Keep me warm and safe
from the storm outside of us.
Throw your coat around
my icy shoulders.
Press your body against me,
share your warmth.
Take my hand in yours,
fold over my stubborn fingers.
Trace the veins in my arm.
Put your hot lips on my frozen blue ones.
Give me your breaths.
You try as if it might do something.
Push the lids over
my frozen, glassy eyes.
Then call your best friend.
You’ll need help moving my body.
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