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Roll around your bed sheets
Twisting and turning
Pulling the sheets along
Going back and forth
One on top of the other
Bare skin and flushed faces
Quiet giggles and boyish jokes
Soft fingers trailing delicate skin
Light kisses leaving no bruises
Goosebumps on warm skin
Legs tangled together all night
Smooth skin against silky lips
Together for hours
All night and all morning
Hours passing like seconds
The steady noises of the ceiling fan
Rattling and shaking
Such as shaky breaths in the early hours
Don't go home tonight
This bed is so big and so empty without you
My love, the only one.
Twisting and turning
Pulling the sheets along
Going back and forth
One on top of the other
Bare skin and flushed faces
Quiet giggles and boyish jokes
Soft fingers trailing delicate skin
Light kisses leaving no bruises
Goosebumps on warm skin
Legs tangled together all night
Smooth skin against silky lips
Together for hours
All night and all morning
Hours passing like seconds
The steady noises of the ceiling fan
Rattling and shaking
Such as shaky breaths in the early hours
Don't go home tonight
This bed is so big and so empty without you
My love, the only one.
Literature
Lasting Impressions.
It crossed my mind
And lingered there
Like footprints in concrete
It invaded my heart
Made it home
Like a bird nesting
It lifted my soul
On waxen wings
I flew too close
Now I ask myself
My eyes closed
Was it worth it?
Literature
The Music We Make
I feel your heart
Beating softly with mine
A pure harmony
Burrowing deep inside
Crescendos and allegros—
intertwining mirrors of our
actions, your baritone echoing my alto,
our hearts the metronome to the rhythms
of our voices lifted raised in the wordless
music of our song.
Though I don’t know the words
I merely sing the melody
letting the beating of our
hearts slowly lead me
to the words waiting inside
The cavernous organ where words
coalesce and convalesce, unearthing
phrases yet unspoken and thoughts
undisclosed…our song—my song and
your song, two favorites written and
recorded as night stretches unending
An
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Will you be my home?
Will you be my home
My gentle security?
Will you lift me away
With the caress of your arms
Warm me wholly
With the slighest brush
Of your lips?
Will you be my shelter
Even from my own tears?
Will you let me take you for granted
Let me wrap you around me
And rock me to my dreams?
Will you hide me away
Be the place of my safety
Be my happiness
Sheilded from a world of sadness,
Will you be my home,
My gentle security
Silently filling my life with love?
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Baby, it's 3 AM I must be lonely.
Not inspired by Matchbox Twenty but 3 AM was appropriate so.
Not inspired by Matchbox Twenty but 3 AM was appropriate so.
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Ooh, this is nice