Designer: Manikka
Resources: 1 2 3

All those things I thought I knew
about countdowns and limits and deadlines
and the steady ticking of my defense mechanism;
reset..or relinquished.

Either way, you've got a hold on me,
and I think I blame it on how you
(and your oh so creative friends)
make it feel like it'd be perfectly safe
and perfectly perfect
to be solely yours, in that sense.

How exactly do you do
what you do,
to this suddenly-sweet cynic?
- on second thought, don't answer that:
I wouldn't want you
to ruin the surprise.

You've got a hold on me,
and I don't know how else to tell you
that it's above and beyond
your tightened grip when we lace our fingers,
and the steady way everything fades
into background noise
when you slip your arm around my waist.
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