when you touch me

you swaddle me
with your love
carefully laying me out
arranging me just so
then gently
but firmly
weaving a rhythm that
sinks into my bones
settles and nestles into my heart
makes my body weep
with joy
with heartache
with the melancholy of a thousand lonely nights

in the midst of this crude, angsty life
you are my warm summer rain

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