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how dare you wake me from my slumber.
on this cold, hard bed.
how dare you fall asleep.
and leave me with the words, "is it too late".
eyes wide, thoughts a racin, my heart is shakin.
holding on with lost effort-pulling, grasping, struggling.
wanting so badly to remain a part of my body.
to keep warm and steady and reserved for someone to nurture.
surely and most definitely not lost to this. exposed to this.
exposed, i suppose, to selfishness and lies and all the things it swears it will not live by.
which is you.
and my body and my brain and my blood are working hard to find you again.
that energy and sensation that my nerves live for-long for-love for.
which is you.
on this cold, hard bed.
how dare you fall asleep.
and leave me with the words, "is it too late".
eyes wide, thoughts a racin, my heart is shakin.
holding on with lost effort-pulling, grasping, struggling.
wanting so badly to remain a part of my body.
to keep warm and steady and reserved for someone to nurture.
surely and most definitely not lost to this. exposed to this.
exposed, i suppose, to selfishness and lies and all the things it swears it will not live by.
which is you.
and my body and my brain and my blood are working hard to find you again.
that energy and sensation that my nerves live for-long for-love for.
which is you.