I love the smell of your skin
When I wake at 2.40 am
Your sleepy face unaware of my eyes
Sinking slowly in
The way you look when you wake
Momentarily all dazed and confused
I hold you tight against my chest
And hope that I don't loose
The speckles of brown dots
Smothering your face
Creeping around your skin
I trace each freckle very carefully
And beam a secret grin.
A.R
Jun 7, 2013
Jun 7, 2013 at 1:22 PM UTC
I love the smell of your skin
When I wake at 2.40 am
Your sleepy face unaware of my eyes
Sinking slowly in
The way you look when you wake
Momentarily all dazed and confused
I hold you tight against my chest
And hope that I don't loose
The speckles of brown dots
Smothering your face
Creeping around your skin
I trace each freckle very carefully
And beam a secret grin.
A.R
