i wait for it

I knew we were both in mortal danger.

Still, in the instant, I felt well. Whole.

I could feel my heart racing in my chest,

the blood pulsing hot and fast through y veins again.

My lungs filled deep with the sweet scent that came off his skin.

It was like there had never been any hole in my chest.

I was perfect-not healed, but as if

there had never been a wound in the first place.