Safekeeping

by Chelsey   Apr 24, 2014


Like a fresh pair of silk sheets, your hands tucked into the beds between
my fingers, and as your muscles relaxed, there was no form of comfort ever
created that compared to its luxury.

If a single touch could cause shock to my system, it'd be the way you
intricately, purposely, and yet strategically, wrap my bones around
the structure of yours.

The irony of you being a gift from God is I never want to unwrap you-
From around me.

This secret place we go to when our arms are linked and your squeeze
is safe, is remarkably more beautiful than any form of protection.
Like a block watch, you guard my body and 'thank you' doesn't
do justice to your security.

My only concern is that when someone needs your helping hands,
they'll be too occupied-
Completing mine.

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  • 8 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    Another wonderfully written piece which could almost be described as poetic prose.
    Really well done and take care,
    Ben

  • 8 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    Another wonderfully written piece which could almost be described as poetic prose.
    Really well done and take care,
    Ben

  • 9 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    Wow Chelsey, another amazing poem by you.

    I adore the title again, and how you keep witht hat idea within the poem, and how this person makes you feel safe, it is like you are safekeeping them, and they are keeping you safe. Very clever.

    the love and closeness between the two characters was well portrayed throughout, mostly with the jigsaw imagery of joining together and holding together.

    I thought the idea of a gift from God, was really good, and then you mention unwrapping it, then also add in from around you. I adored this line and how it came in those three little parts, well done.

    As for your ending, I think it again holds quite a lot, perhaps just an innocent thought as to others might need this person, but they are too occupied with you. But it could also hint at slight insecurity behind the lines so speak, that you feel safe with this person, but what if someone else needs them more, will they let go of your hands, or will they put you first and remain beside you.

    Lovely little poem