What Do You Blanket Yourself With? Poem by Napa Napa

I blanket myself with you and the peace you bring me.

Our souls intertwined as one, is my strength.

I wear your safety as my armor.

Your words are my weapon.

But your demons and insecurities are my war.

My fight is entangled in your storm.

The storm that fills my lungs with life.

Your desire and passion are what drive my fire.

Without you, my breath ceases.

Souls bound by blood inseparable even by Hell itself.

The better half as they say.

The missing pieces to our souls.

Once apart are now complete.

The blanket I call home, engulfs myself in our ecstasy.

One you can't live without my souls mate.