just thinking

sometimes I just want to jump into your heart_ so I can keep warm

because your blood _seems to blaze

and your bones_ don't freeze like mine

at times, when midnight strikes me

I cannot hear the pulse_ that makes me real to the world

or the single beats _that ring like chime bells at a low flutter

only the whispers that creep under a sigh

quiet_ yet stopping me

from feeling warm

sometimes I just want to jump into your heart_ and stay there for a while