woke me up like a lover

are you holding me or are you just holding back
what your arms can’t carry
and your weight can’t bear
the thoughts that go along with feeling
the feeling that goes along with thought
it’s all touch and go
fuck and run
and yet there is no place we are running to
and no one we are running from
it’s your arms wide
reaching over the hills
under the rosy-fingered dawn
that came through my window
and woke me up like a lover

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