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Intertwining my fingers with yours A familiar, intimate touch — But this one feels different. I reach out for you, Placing my ear over your chest And listen to the soul's instrument: Your heart, drumming against my lobe. The rhythm gets fainter and fainter, But I will accompany you always, Even where our hearts no longer beat. I interlock my fingers with yours again, But this time, It's not your hand I'm holding. A warmth I've never felt before, Yet feels like I’ve known it forever, Fills my spirit. Your soul, My soul, Finally free from this mortal flesh. I see you, The most vulnerable and naked part of you. It's hauntingly beautiful, And I don't think I could be capable of imagining Something as ethereal and raw as you. I embrace you, Becoming one entity of grief and love. We're not two bags of flesh anymore, We are our darkest desires and fears. I try to hold your hand again, But it's gone — Dissolved into warmth, Into light, Into everything I didn’t know I could love this deeply. I've accompanied you in this new realm As the new spirit that we've become, But part of me wishes, We could still be two different souls -- So I could embrace your warm hand again.
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Jun 25, 2025
Jun 25, 2025 at 7:22 PM UTC
Forever intertwined
Intertwining my fingers with yours A familiar, intimate touch — But this one feels different. I reach out for you, Placing my ear over your chest And listen to the soul's instrument: Your heart, drumming against my lobe. The rhythm gets fainter and fainter, But I will accompany you always, Even where our hearts no longer beat. I interlock my fingers with yours again, But this time, It's not your hand I'm holding. A warmth I've never felt before, Yet feels like I’ve known it forever, Fills my spirit. Your soul, My soul, Finally free from this mortal flesh. I see you, The most vulnerable and naked part of you. It's hauntingly beautiful, And I don't think I could be capable of imagining Something as ethereal and raw as you. I embrace you, Becoming one entity of grief and love. We're not two bags of flesh anymore, We are our darkest desires and fears. I try to hold your hand again, But it's gone — Dissolved into warmth, Into light, Into everything I didn’t know I could love this deeply. I've accompanied you in this new realm As the new spirit that we've become, But part of me wishes, We could still be two different souls -- So I could embrace your warm hand again.
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15/Trans Male
Jun 25, 2025
Jun 25, 2025 at 7:22 PM UTC
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