Sep 26, 2024
His head lied on my chest,
Sweet and vulnerable,
Says, "Something with little hands
From deep within
Holds on to me."
"Maybe it's the longing"
But these days he's not so sad.
And tomorrow night when I am gone,
Alone in my own bed for the time,
He'll tell me he awoke looking,
Searching to his right
For me to still be by his side.
@nosebleedclub September 21st - Healing Lamb
#nosebleedclub#healing lamb#september#poets on tumblr#female poets#spilled ink#spilled thoughts#poem#original writing#spilled writing#spilled poem#this is a bit of a ramble#but i think him and i are actually proving to be good for each other#he says he's never felt safe enough to rest his head on someone's chest#he was timid at first and asked if it was okay#writing prompt