Swaddled in my blanket cocoon, I twist and curl around your shape
Pressing my fingers on to the freckles on your sun kissed shoulders,
You smile and press your cheek against mine.
It’s been a long time since I had someone hold me like this.
With your fingers stroking my hair, and my head pressed close to yours
Softly whispering in my ear, you know I care
You make me want to be better, to be more
To grow old and young at once
To feel again
and sing at night.
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