He takes photos of me
When we're drunk
When we're alone
We share this
Chemistry
That spark
In our hearts
When we're
At home
We sit on the floor
We talk about
What is ours
I lay almost barely clothed
As he puts his hands
On my waist
We kiss a lot
We drink
And smoke
And then the
Whole night
Becomes
A dreamy
Blur
© Natali Veronica 2013.
This kinda describes last night, in some ways.