The darkness creeps in
a little moonlight touches you
your skin, bright, smooth, motionless
as you lay there
sleeping
deep breathes and sighs
rolling in the deep of your voice
I sit here watching you
a dim glow at the tip of my mouth
creates an eerie red cast of light
it plays off the freckles
scattered on your shoulders
like stars
whispering to me
you move
and groan
a distress and cry to the night
some bad dream
sullying the sweet confines
of your inner most thoughts
I reach out
touch you
bring you back to me.
"come back to bed"
it's all i get from you and a squezze on my hand
the red light runs off your shoulders
and i return
to your warm embrace
once again
Sep 8, 2011
Sep 8, 2011 at 3:11 PM UTC
The darkness creeps in
a little moonlight touches you
your skin, bright, smooth, motionless
as you lay there
sleeping
deep breathes and sighs
rolling in the deep of your voice
I sit here watching you
a dim glow at the tip of my mouth
creates an eerie red cast of light
it plays off the freckles
scattered on your shoulders
like stars
whispering to me
you move
and groan
a distress and cry to the night
some bad dream
sullying the sweet confines
of your inner most thoughts
I reach out
touch you
bring you back to me.
"come back to bed"
it's all i get from you and a squezze on my hand
the red light runs off your shoulders
and i return
to your warm embrace
once again
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