I felt the need to lie down
and so we did.
God must have found
His way to my windowsill;
a touch with His finger, the bed
was illuminated.
The fresh, crisp air funnelled through
and wrapped us in one
on top of this pale duvet.
When did the sun become kind
and love so undeniable?
Nap, we didn’t.
Weep, I did.
Our shadows born from the sun
barely breathed beneath us.
We were sure
we had each other.
Hugging is letting your chests kiss.
We let our hearts be close, despite
the barrier of our skin.
I cried,
because I loved him so much.
He was a jewel
completely surrendered to my possession.
His crown I wanted
to hold entirely—
protected in my chest—
and we’d fit perfectly.
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