Snake
by on April 18, 2017 in poetry

I can feel your breath on the back of my neck

Warm puffs of air hitting the space above my collarbone

But how strange it is that I can feel so alone

Even as your chest presses against my back

Your left arm slung around my left side

Your hand resting where my legs collide

While my mind escapes to somewhere else

Thoughts detached from our bodies entwined

Our apparent symmetry is so misaligned

Your earthly form is present to my senses

But your soul is not, even when you are awake

Your leg curls around mine like a snake

And there’s a tiny bit of terror on the inside

As we keep our distance here in the dark

That tiny space of the mere atoms between us

Isn’t the only thing that keeps us apart

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