be still my heart
some ancient yearning
be still my heart
a cruel need, a cruel beat
be still my heart
to a definitive halt
to a definite stop
a delay with no hope
an end
be still my heart
some backtracking
and the way it feels
to hug a new body for the first time
the way you feel new in your own skin too
(i barely remember- the distance
i barely remember- the intimacy).
bare
too bare
to bare
to bear
something always known
some thing to let go
when the instinct is to grasp
the habit says to hold
the early morning light says
merrily we dream
but night brings dark & a slow beating heart
we cling
-how cruel-
we cling
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