I’ve been trying to keep my eyes closed
through the majority of this.
hoping that if we take a quick turn
or need to stop in our tracks,
you'll have my hand
and keep me from running into the sun.
its obvious to me
that's where we're headed.
it's the only thing that explains
how the heat from your hand
seems to brand my skin
and keep my smile warm
through such an angry winter.
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