Stay

Intertwined,
two strands of life's weaving
rest loosely,
untied.
I sense my own breathing
while I feel
your heartbeat, awakening
my soul
as it heals,
and my body is shaking -
with what?
Several sentiments, not yet understood,
not by me,
and not by those who really should
understand.
But who am I to expect
the answer
when I can
barely comprehend the question:
do I stay?