ROMANCE Poem: What’s Given can be Taken Away, by Erin Thomas

My soul was about stripped from me today:
Wind whipped cold air as a car slammed on the gas
Just to cut in front of me. Ice beneath my shoes
Melted from the heat of my rubber soles.
Left me walking on water. Almost tripped.
When I stepped through the front door,
You carried me the rest of the way to my bed,
And didn’t complain when my soles dripped
on the carpet. Each drop landed with a dull thud,
Or maybe that was your heart hitting your ribs
Against the shell of my ear. Oh well. You slipped
Me into bed and renewed my soul stripped
With quick pecks on my forehead, cheeks, lips.

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