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Awake
In this very bed
where I blanketed myself from the shiver of life’s wind,
where I fantasized my insecurities away,
where I masturbated my motivation away,
she proved to me what is possible.

She proved my lips could kiss, instead of cuss.
She proved my arms could savor, instead of strangle.
She proved my heart strong and body beautiful.

I used to dream of never leaving this bed,
to never face the failure, the success,
taste neither the sugar nor seed of this world.
Now I dream of never leaving her embrace.
Never waking to that old, parasitic coffin.
Never waking to that very empty bed.