cold wood floors and slanted sunlight
glass panes exposing brick walls and alleys
the soft humming of a fan
muffled car horns from another place
barely penetrate our consciousness
the only thing that registers is you
nothing else is real
but your fingers lightly dancing on my bare skin
your slow breathing opposite your racing heart
your hair sticking up and matted pushed against the pillow
the feel of your warm body against mine
amongst a sea of mismatched covers
the same covers we would unbutton and climb inside
I remember feeling the thin fabric against my back
exploring this new world until we were both out of breath
and sticky with sweat
this is the only thing that matters
I can lean in and exhale softly against your neck
and kiss your collarbone
and you just smile
these moments I get a familiar sensation
similar to when I was younger and would float on my back in lake michigan
suspended in time gazing up at a cloudless sky
quiet, surreal-feeling everything and nothing at the same time
then I'm pulled back to you
and remember how you made me feel at home
these are the thoughts I can't let go
god, I miss you.
Feb 24, 2014
Feb 24, 2014 at 5:08 PM UTC
cold wood floors and slanted sunlight
glass panes exposing brick walls and alleys
the soft humming of a fan
muffled car horns from another place
barely penetrate our consciousness
the only thing that registers is you
nothing else is real
but your fingers lightly dancing on my bare skin
your slow breathing opposite your racing heart
your hair sticking up and matted pushed against the pillow
the feel of your warm body against mine
amongst a sea of mismatched covers
the same covers we would unbutton and climb inside
I remember feeling the thin fabric against my back
exploring this new world until we were both out of breath
and sticky with sweat
this is the only thing that matters
I can lean in and exhale softly against your neck
and kiss your collarbone
and you just smile
these moments I get a familiar sensation
similar to when I was younger and would float on my back in lake michigan
suspended in time gazing up at a cloudless sky
quiet, surreal-feeling everything and nothing at the same time
then I'm pulled back to you
and remember how you made me feel at home
these are the thoughts I can't let go
god, I miss you.
