out of the darkness and into the fire
2010-01-09 | 3:50 a.m.
it must have been a decade... i watched with such vigilance as all that blessed oxygen poured into those lungs. i measured the beating of a heart welcoming them in. they rushed in elation to be part of his blood- to warm features, body and hands. carbon dioxide, in turn, reluctantly ejected into the room. clinging onto corners of a pouted mouth... trying to stay close, i imagined. i saw all the lines and soft stubble, wanting to set them against my lips. it is a strange thing... to see my heart held up against this fire. i can see all its frailty warming itself against the pyre. i reached out my life and he gently received me as a friend, as a moth- drawn to his flame. touching my ear, he fell asleep again. and i was coursing in those veins. with no end to the night that soon ended- my body is now cold as ice. the things i was building, froze and broke with his eyes. i am not so bold when he is speaking and under his gaze i question my words. i am cautious and frightened as a dead thing next to verdure. i never hear the bad things. if he says no it would fall on deaf ears. i will layer my jackets- to face the harsh winter air, not my fears.
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