and you– you kissed all the places in me that make me anxious

sometimes too much is never enough for a lover who

desires the world behind your eyes

that burrowing beneath your skin

making a home nestled within your ribcage

becoming the final resting place for rhythmic beating that

has lived for so long

unsettled

and you– you kissed all the places in me that make me anxious~

not to relieve me of the burden but to stop me disappearing

and i– i will continue to come undone at the

warmth of your hand on my back and

the hum of your voice against my ear