Retreat

3 years ago

Could not breathe in your presence,

Nor could I utter a sound.

Wind stolen from my sails

Til helplessly run aground.

Your energy engulfed me,

Nothing to temper the heat,

So I retreated to the safety

Of strange arms and cool feet.

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