Underneath my chest,
She digs her ears letting herself in.
Every skip of my heart,
She's said,
Is a life she would ever breathe.
She's got her hand entwined
With mine
And her body wrapped
With my grip vining around.
Trust me,
It's a night to remember.
I let myself lost
To the pulses of her wrists,
To the bloodstream
Flowing back to her heart.
I couldn't put to mind
The last time
I've gotten in a home I belong,
To me, she's both tears and hugs,
Arguments and kisses--
the love and pain.
She's my home.
Feb 24, 2016
Feb 24, 2016 at 12:04 AM UTC
Underneath my chest,
She digs her ears letting herself in.
Every skip of my heart,
She's said,
Is a life she would ever breathe.
She's got her hand entwined
With mine
And her body wrapped
With my grip vining around.
Trust me,
It's a night to remember.
I let myself lost
To the pulses of her wrists,
To the bloodstream
Flowing back to her heart.
I couldn't put to mind
The last time
I've gotten in a home I belong,
To me, she's both tears and hugs,
Arguments and kisses--
the love and pain.
She's my home.
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