At the heart of the matter.

It is a fragile titanium that I am blessed with between these breakable bones and lines of hollow wool that hold it in place. A Heart of solid metal which relies on the strength of such a fragile framework and above it a mass of this wool in multi-colour combined to form what I call my brain acting as a body-guard for this precious container.

One day, they realise that they rely on each other, this heart cannot beat without this brain sending it warmth and affection with every ounce of blood that the wool contains and without the heart giving precious life to this blood the brain would surely cease.

Through my skin and bones there lies the truest of love, untouching, unknowing, supporting life in its essence, giving birth to all that I am and will ever be for as long as they support each other.


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