- abbytattle
Head to Chest
Fast paced, torrid days
Heart throbs, stomach aches and
Then We collide
Wrap your arms around mine
And the world slows.
My breath lulls like
The ebb and flow of ocean waves
Our pulses align as your hand
Caresses mine and
All is right.
Hold tight
As we glide through universal light
Two soul forces reconnecting, never-ending
Healing. Is more than a hug.