Jake

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Jake

Insecurity and Doubt tug at Puppet strings
The heat of your breath on my ear
Real or imagined
Holding my feet to the ground
I resist for the feel of you beside me
Anxiety brushes against my heart
Worn down
Nerves thin
The worried question bursts through clenched teeth
reassurance, confidence
Addictive notes of your voice drift through me
Intoxicating
Purifying
Lips quirk up
And Worry washes away
Both poison and antidote
You rush through my system
Making my blood molten
And nerves frozen
With the sound of your voice, tired and deep
Then soft steady sounds of inhale, exhale
I know you're all I need
And your breathing is the perfect lullaby for me as I fall asleep