Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Day 911:

when the cold falls over me
in the middle of the night
i find you in the shake of my shiver
in the center of my body
moving me from the inside out
i remember the way
in the early morning
your body would skare into mine
call it the cold
making you dance
i remember in the moments
the best way to hold you
the fastest why to shut the window and pull the covers across your body
pull your back into my chest
but i cannot stop the storm in the best alone
cannot make either of us warm
cannot pull you into me
no matter how much these covers
try to pretend you are still near

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