soft and unobtrusive

soft and unobtrusive
i drape over you like a thinly knit blanket your great grandmother made in her rocking chair
meant as a metaphor
yet held onto as an heirloom
i’m under your skin
i swim in your blood
penetrated through a forceful hug

i prick at your leg
as the heat seethes through your growing hairs
as discomfort arouses throughout your body
and it screams to break its confinement
do you find the isolation unsettling?
do you understand how it feels to receive your love?

i’m a thinly knit blanket your great grandmother made
an heirloom thrown away one day
out of spite and melancholy,
twisting the words i say
you light a fire onto the pile of memories
that once lived in the depths of your mind

how repressed are the thoughts of your youth
when you look at the sky and don’t see the color blue?

and in my absence your legs will grow cold,
and you’ll realize your love has never been warm
a soft and unobtrusive entity in this world,
i thought that living under your thumb
was the same as a home