floating and drifting
in this paradise created by us,
we are both secure
secure in a
womb;cocooned and shielded from
palbable miseries.
I run my hands
over your face and
feel
the reassurance of your breath
as my fingers, float,
over your mouth.
I want to swallow you,
hold you;
not out of need
but out of pure, intoxicating want.
I want to make you believe,
understand,
that you are
precious
and
perfect;
you are what is needed.
in this paradise created by us,
we are both secure
secure in a
womb;cocooned and shielded from
palbable miseries.
I run my hands
over your face and
feel
the reassurance of your breath
as my fingers, float,
over your mouth.
I want to swallow you,
hold you;
not out of need
but out of pure, intoxicating want.
I want to make you believe,
understand,
that you are
precious
and
perfect;
you are what is needed.
