My Heart


You get me good
when you draw
in close,
skin to skin,
simply because three inches
is just too far away
in bed

I’m yours, every piece,
when your eyes fill with
tears
As your fears
engulf,
thinking my presence
might fade or run.

My heart aches
in the best way at the love
I’ve stumbled into.
The catching up of my soul
into yours has
been one of the most singularly
beautiful moments
in my life.

My heart is yours to
keep safe,
To love,
To know.
and to
always call home.

 

by Philip Wardlow 2018

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