are you still...still breathing...

[swayedbyearth]

burnt my finger on your candle
wax, fire , oxygen...convinced all three were made for you
grabbed your hand, afraid to lose it
wanting to search your body with my breath
never felt so alone beside you
never so broken beside you
made a claim in confidence to myself but you heard it anyway
a vomital language siezed your ears..broken with sobbs
hard to decipher
it was my hand you understood
grabbing yours, afraid to lose it...