Defenseless
When the hot droplets of sea hit the rough Fabric on your fitted t shirt
When the bones and nerves that write the Stories in this book grip so tight
They turn white
When
My brain finally lets the walls that
Hold in poison
Depriving the dopamine
The little amount that rarely shines
Give out
And release
I feel so safe
I feel as if the atoms surrounding us
Have vanished
I am vulnerable
And defenseless
But with you
I am not afraid of becoming either
Or
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