Veins

Your veins are especially prominent,
running along the length of your lean arms and your calloused hands
that culminate in your thick, pointed fingers.

How human you are–
how fragile you are–
with your veins so vulnerable beneath your skin.

But still they flow,
and still you beat,
beneath my moods, my fears, my doubts;

you pulse,

you pulse,

you pulse,

silently, endlessly,
beneath my soft arms and my little hands,
keeping us both alive.

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