My Crypt

As I laid there entwined within your body,
I listened to your healthy heart beating in your chest.
It soothed me.
It lulled me to the sleep I had missed.
The feeling was fleeting,
I had to run from peace back to my crypt. 
The thump thump thump of your heart pumping
life through your veins was beautiful
and overwhelming.
I ran to be alone.
I understand alone.
I ran from my desire to hear your heart beating...
to hear life that is fleeting.
Beautiful Life.

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Sometimes the truest friends are the strangers you meet and never see again.