awakens

what rattles within me
if it be not my skeleton
what courses warmly
if it be not my blood
what echoes softly, constantly
be it not my heart
what protects me, a shield
if it be not my skin
tucks behind my ear and swathes my shoulders
be it not my hair?

tenderness, it whispers
love, it whispers

it awakens my very being.

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