Warm Bodies Draw In

When the night folds
I want you close at hand
It doesn’t matter who you are
You don’t need to know my name
In the dark I want the touch and smell of living flesh
A body’s a body
Especially when you feel like nobody

It’s a long night
When you lie alone
It’s hard to enter the bedtime tomb
Harder still to revive, in the morning
There’s no rest in this life, without purpose
And there’s no purpose to our daily work
We survive to survive
So let’s cradle each other when none can see

When air slices and light extinguishes
I want to hear your breathing
See you with my fingers
Taste you with my lips
You’re somebody like me
You’re nobody, like me
Alive in night’s mortuary
The other saves another
And gives a reason for day

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