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To My Trauma Surgeon with Coffee
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My world has been so cold since I left that raw Saturday morning.
This soy in my hot house blend is my only comfort from such ice in this world.
I miss you more than you will ever know, sipping the hot caffeine to just get through
another day, without your words.
I would give my heart to just smell your hard shoulders once again.
To feel your closeness and the beating of your heart next to mine.
I am missing that one night, when you touched every scar with such
tenderness, your lips tracing every part of my tired body.
A time that healed me, pulling out my pain.
But, I had to run, and run far away.
I would give my life to have one more day.
This soy in my hot house blend is my only comfort from such ice in this world.
I miss you more than you will ever know, sipping the hot caffeine to just get through
another day, without your words.
I would give my heart to just smell your hard shoulders once again.
To feel your closeness and the beating of your heart next to mine.
I am missing that one night, when you touched every scar with such
tenderness, your lips tracing every part of my tired body.
A time that healed me, pulling out my pain.
But, I had to run, and run far away.
I would give my life to have one more day.