She wanted to take those hours, minutes, seconds of radiating warmth
to hold on to the feeling of a hand in hers
Cautiously she shoved it in her bottle.
She wanted to keep those moments of tears being wiped away
of arms so big and warm, squeezing her till she smiled
So, cautiously, she shoved it in her bottle.
She lays in bed at night
Bottle tucked away
Snuggling up with feelings she wants to stay
And in the dark she’ll hold it tight
While tiny tears trickle
She’ll unscrew the cap a little
So she’ll say goodnight
And close her eyes
Letting captured feelings tickle.