Sunday 4 January 2015

i'd lay down to rest in the crook of your arm
feel your body fight the urge to nervously shift
i'd feel you try to keep steady, to keep calm
and let the thrum of your heart drown out the world
i'd hold your fingers so tight and let your skin burn through mine
i'd speed up as you slow down until our breath ringed in time
i wouldn't want to go, but if i lost the fight
i couldn't think of a better place to be
when my world went black and my eyes closed soft
than with you, with your body locked around me
holding me so usual, as if i'm just drifting off to sleep

No comments:

Post a Comment