I lie,
My head placed between your *******
Rising and falling with every breath you take,
The smell of your skin,
And the feeling of your delicate fingers running through my hair,
I hear the birds outside singing,
This feels what life is for.
I raise my head to see your smiling face.
"Morning handsome!"
As your voice fills my ears,
I am complete.
Nov 15, 2020
Nov 15, 2020 at 6:41 AM UTC
I lie,
My head placed between your *******
Rising and falling with every breath you take,
The smell of your skin,
And the feeling of your delicate fingers running through my hair,
I hear the birds outside singing,
This feels what life is for.
I raise my head to see your smiling face.
"Morning handsome!"
As your voice fills my ears,
I am complete.
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