come back home to me?
red fears live in my bones,
blue darts of electricity
sweep through the narrow corners of my heart.
a beat barely makes it out alive when thoughts turn to you.
are you with me?
flashes of your velveteen hair and baritone voice
play over and over in my head.
irreplaceable memories of your soft head
on the smooth lap of my skirt are on repeat.
nothing makes sense anymore,
fire burns in my blood,
both numbing and burning through the shackles that chain me
to the sentient sorrow of your absence.
come back home, come back home.