Bleeding Hearts Still Beat

It’s so loud now,
My head on your chest.

Pitter patter,
On my window sill,
I’m too afraid to move,
In case it ends.

I smell of you,
And the air smells sweet,
So familiar to us.

And I’m so raw,
So exposed it scares me.

Yesterday I felt nothing,
I was an empty vessel,
And you, under the rain,
Makes me feel everything.

All this love and desire,
Fear, hate, bliss and pain.
It’s overwhelming,
I don’t think I can stand.
Your hand supports me,
Like always.

And the rain continues to fall.
Steadily?
I cannot tell,
I’m listening to your bleeding heart,
It’s still beating.