SUNNIE

To allow someone else to warm where I stand

And melt me into a pile of… me.

I’d still compare them to you.

How you would have done it…

Differently.

Better.

The frequency of your hum when you hold me close doesn’t quite feel the same from someone whose grasp isn’t as comforting.

Whose arms don’t feel quite the same

Whose legs don’t link perfectly with mine when we lay and waste away a day together

Whose kind gestures feel more like an act for the character of me they’ve created in their mind,

while I yearn for real love, so real you feel like you can almost hold it in your palm like the hand of an Angel. As if keeping you safe and telling you everything you need to know, but only for that moment, so some mystery remains of the future.

I’ve never listened so closely to someone’s heartbeat during every hug they’ve given me, and yet I’ve memorized yours.

Although you don’t say, I can feel your heart racing when I get close to you, you’re never nervous enough to let me go.

I can feel you when I’m dreaming, pulling me closer, keeping me warm, cozy.

You’re so…

Different.

Better.

The way you do it

I’d always compare them to you

And melt into a pile of… me.

How crazy would I be

To allow someone else to warm where I stand

Even if I tried…

Smoke & Annie