
He was sleeping She on him His hands around her The smell of her, reassuring Her ear to his heart Listening to his heartbeats, That were She to him Her heart beating soft On his belly Once in a while he drifted off to sleep Holding her tenderly He saw a burning cigarette Approach his eyes Their burning embers threatening To singe his pupil He awoke with a start His arms had eased their hold on her In his sleep his muscles had given way Now he held her firmly again Held on to her Felt her steady breath on him And felt reassured But then again... He saw himself falling Down an endless flight of stairs Woke up with a jerk Again he saw... His hands had eased around her She moved her beautiful head once Disturbed by his sudden movement And went back to sleep "Hold on to her" He told himself "Save yourself from being burnt, tortured or slain" She was all he had to save himself. |
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