A cocoon

of auburn hair

draped around me and you;

hiding us from the world – and softening

the needles we jab into each other.

Sometimes it feels like a vaccine

– or acupuncture;

Are we harming each other?

Or trying to fix the damage that’s been done?

Or maybe we’re hoping to minimise future wounds…

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