fill your pockets with warmth
and take a deep breath of air
I’ll be waiting with my nose pressed ‘gainst the window
trying to feel all I can through the thick glass.
Wiping the smudges with my frayed, worn sleeve
And thinking myself outside
When you come home, I’ll open the lock from the inside
and jump up and down, up and down
Embracing you to feel the sunshine
And feeling wind as you kiss my cheek.
- outside
Dec 24, 2018
Dec 24, 2018 at 5:52 PM UTC
fill your pockets with warmth
and take a deep breath of air
I’ll be waiting with my nose pressed ‘gainst the window
trying to feel all I can through the thick glass.
Wiping the smudges with my frayed, worn sleeve
And thinking myself outside
When you come home, I’ll open the lock from the inside
and jump up and down, up and down
Embracing you to feel the sunshine
And feeling wind as you kiss my cheek.
- outside
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