On the Brink..!

I was somewhere on the brink of consciousness
and an amphetamine high this morning
when I began to write a poem in my head.
I was wrapped in your arms and wouldn’t have traded
that pure serenity for anything.
It went something like this:
I never thought hands so rough could dance
so smoothly across my skin.
I never thought a mind so tormented would let me
in to take a look around.
I never thought a heart so broken could love again.
I’m still not too sure about that last part honestly.
I kept repeating these lines in my head so
I wouldn’t forget. I wanted to be able to write
it down later.
I wanted to feel you pressed against me all day.
Having to go to school and work would
only cause me distress. Here,
I was calm. Here,
I could breath.
Here, I felt loved.