lavender tears

when i close my eyes,

i'm wrapped

--enveloped--

in you.

your warmth layers my skin

with a fragrance of comfort,

of safety.

i cling to this

in the stillness of the dark.

hot tears and a warm chest

confused passion and despair.

a love reciprocated.

so i draw a bath.

the warmth,

to embody your arms.

the suds,

to calm my heart the way

your soft kisses do.

with glassy eyes and lavender tears

i breathe.

im Waxahatchee still in

the water, alone,

lacking.

am i lacking?

yet,

submerging myself in the bubbles

isn't the same

as laying my head on your chest.

isn't the same as wrapping my legs around you

as we hide inside a cocoon of blankets.

isn't the same as brushing my lips against your skin

to comfort you.

to comfort me.

when i close my eyes,

im with you.