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As Houses
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Your hands are always warm
and, splayed across my back,
make me feel small, and somehow
this comforts me, to know
that I am small and you are big.
The real world exists just outside
the boundary of our bodies,
and I know the moment you
loosen your hold on me
the reality of this dingy motel room
will flood my throat with bile,
and sadness will seep under doors.
But I do not think of these now,
because with your lips pressed
to mine
the universe disappears
and I am alright.
and, splayed across my back,
make me feel small, and somehow
this comforts me, to know
that I am small and you are big.
The real world exists just outside
the boundary of our bodies,
and I know the moment you
loosen your hold on me
the reality of this dingy motel room
will flood my throat with bile,
and sadness will seep under doors.
But I do not think of these now,
because with your lips pressed
to mine
the universe disappears
and I am alright.
I found a note scribbled in my pocket. it just said "As Houses". At some point I thought it would make a good poem, but all I had were those 2 words. Better than nothing, I say.
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I love that as he makes her feel small in the beginning, everything else shrinks as well in the end.