Body

What are you doing in my body if the sound of my name still doesn’t stir your insides and start a storm in your heart that makes you want to seek shelter in mine?

What are you doing in my body if the only reason you drove all the way here was to simply run your hands on my skin, yet be so afraid that they may slip in between my ribs and into my heart?

What are you doing in my body if the soul that keeps it alive Isn’t what you are looking for?

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