My body is at home with your body.
I cannot explain
Why my heart pounds
So quickly, aching.
You exist and I exist;
This is all I need to be real.
Your whisper voice,
Your carnelian eyes,
Your arms that won't release,
Your lips that won't relent,
Your spirit so like mine.
Unexplainable, yet,
Perfectly understandable.
May 5, 2015
May 5, 2015 at 2:59 PM UTC
My body is at home with your body.
I cannot explain
Why my heart pounds
So quickly, aching.
You exist and I exist;
This is all I need to be real.
Your whisper voice,
Your carnelian eyes,
Your arms that won't release,
Your lips that won't relent,
Your spirit so like mine.
Unexplainable, yet,
Perfectly understandable.
I fell in love. To Joel.
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