your voice is my lullaby
your body my blanket
your hands on my thighs
i’m a hopeless romantic
i’m tossing and turning
i lay here alone
hoping and praying
that you’ll maybe phone
this twin size bed
i happen to call my own
feels so much more empty
this space deemed the unknown
Jun 4, 2023
Jun 4, 2023 at 5:41 AM UTC
your voice is my lullaby
your body my blanket
your hands on my thighs
i’m a hopeless romantic
i’m tossing and turning
i lay here alone
hoping and praying
that you’ll maybe phone
this twin size bed
i happen to call my own
feels so much more empty
this space deemed the unknown
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