Tuesday, 30 August 2011

The Warmth of a Stranger

I lean in to you 
back pressed
nearly every part
touching, but
not so close
that I can feel your heart
and despite the fact
that you're a stranger
I feel no danger 
quite the opposite.

Wanting to stay
right here 
and have nothing 
in the way 
of the two of us 
but I move
you leave
as does
your warmth
and I'm left
with the taste
of what could of been
running through 
my veins. 

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