Moments, lacking
Movements lying still
With warm like golden webs just flowing
From hand to hand, skin to
Skin.
Eyes closed matching breaths.
Feeling heartbeats
My glue, my fix
Quick like heroin.
Calming the soul when it’s falling
Drifting apart, away, thousands of pieces
Barely connected anymore.
No more anxiety.
Still the feel of your heart still beating
Keeps mine going as well.
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