Time is a funny thing
I'm in your bed
Resting my head, where you rest yours
It smells the same here
My hands are the same
just older, more worn
more skilled
I wish I could show you
just how sure of themselves they are
they have a gift
a timeless talent
an ability to take emotions
and turn them into touch
for you
for all of it
all the growth
the expansion of my mind
My heart still beats
with a pounding rhythm
near you
It's a specific cadence
the sound of fantasy
of repetitive dreams
The reality that here I am again
wrapped in your blanket
About the Creator
Jen Eden
Here to tell my tales - to share what's inside of me. I'm not quite sure the purpose - I guess to leave a tiny shred of the moment in time, that was me.
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