My Escape

The soft sigh of each exhale creates a steady beat
The thrumming of his heart against my back
This is the music I listen to
The soundtrack of my love

His arms wrapped around me
Holding me so close
They become my cage
My one place where I am safe

Fingers intertwined like vines
Climbing up each others bodies
Taking all they can and making it their own
Growing and thriving together

Our bodies warm in the bitter cold
We seek each other for comfort
For something to erase the memories
For someone to understand that we still have our own monsters.

Reviews

[MachinaWriter]

Love some of the imagery in this poem. A few typos in here, actually, only two that I see. In the last stanza, first line, "botter" should be "bitter. And in the last line, "hace" should be "have". Little details, but their easy to look over. I do that all the time when I'm really into a poem with as much emotional investment as this one clearly has. And this one clearly had it, for it was very evocative in its imagery.

I loved the lines "Fingers intertwined like vines", which had such a wonderful ring to it. And to wrap it up with the line you did was beautiful. We all have our own monsters inside of us, which makes you wonder who the cage is for. To keep us safe from others, or from themselves? Good work, once again ^^

[CoveredInLies]

Thank you for pointing those out! I write on an ipod so the touch screen keyboard likes to disobey my fingers.
I try to really take my emotions and fears and put them so others can find a way to relate or even just understand.
I know that is what really jumps out to me when I'm reading other work. Something I can relate to.