An old, far away man

Written by: Gracie Bawden

He cocoons my cocoon
Warmer than friendship
Softer than love

All cloud hands and lay lines
Tracing his smile
If I were closer I would burrow 
Into his arms
Inhaling the dusty stars buried in his fleece
                                  Fading
                                         Fading

Waiting 
Until he's strung like beans
And lost to forever.