• 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
    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