Silken
by Sarah Calvello
hurry, hold me
fold me into the corners of the night
before I blow away
you're inprinting yourself
a map on my fragile heart
this tentative start
shivering skin
holding each other so close
not wanting to let go
but afraid
of the things there are to miss
a part of you
just wants to keep the innocence
afraid to believe again
you don't seem quite real
the silken touch of my lotion
predicting motion
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