heating blanket

those hours
brisk and dark
where the space
between
is too far to accept
in this giant bed
this massive life
I know you’re there

as I reach to
close the distance
I feel the
reward
of your warmth
no trick
no magic
just you
and me

with a blast
of your
crushing heat
I am damp
swept up in
your tender but
gripping
embrace
enveloped and
held in perfection

whisking away
my isolation
grinding down
the sharp edges
of the day
pressing
biting
pinching
me to freedom
yes

cocooned
in my
heating blanket
you
that is
where
I
find
peace

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