Desperate Times Prose: Volume VII
A closed eye reach for my arm to keep you warm
I love nothing more than watching you fall asleep
Your skin, magnetizes my touch
I stroke your cheek
I see you smile
As I hold your face in my hands, I smile
I hold the world in my hands
Your peacefulness amazes me
I'm weary on my feet, but calm within your bed
I've never been the religious type
But even asleep, I see God in your eyes
There's a heavenly glow that surrounds you
Maybe I'm crazy; believing everything I think
But everything I think in this moment feels right
Lying in our blissful cocoon;
I can't help but fall in love with every part of you, all over again
I see perfection in your flaws
I know hope in your smile
I feel love in your unconscious kiss
and I rush to join your euphoric slumber
Clean ALL the Things.
9 years ago
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