Curled Up

Oil on canvas

60 x 60 cm

The memory of your touch lingers like warmth on my skin.
You taught me to cherish my own innocence.
I’m bound to you in heart and mind.
I feel you in the quiet within,
where my heart still beats where your hands have been.
And now, every time I breathe in,
I wait for your return, all curled up.

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