There’s safety in it.
When he walks you home.
It feels
Just like daddy
All those years ago.
The warmth it
Wraps
Tightly around wrists
And neck.
(Pulls you in)
When he...
It feels...
Can you even lift your head?
The warmth in it
The plastic veil that
Wraps
Gently creating little vapors
From your mouth.
And all you see is the movements
Of breath.
Quick--ahahahahaha
Slow--ah eh ahhh ehh ahhh ehh ahh
Then,
You can see
Him.
There’s a safety in it.