Within the darkness,
I felt it-
Your fingertips
drowning between
each individual strand
of my hair,
Your lips searching
for comfort
in the delicate curves
of my skin-
And in mornings light,
I felt it once more-
Deep rooted memories
awaiting the return of
the fortresses that have
become your arms,
Where I shall feel
the safety of your
embrace throughout
the night once more-
Longing for it to be
a daily ritual of
waking in the presence
of your love
Alysia Marie 2018 ©
Dec 27, 2018
Dec 27, 2018 at 9:06 PM UTC
Within the darkness,
I felt it-
Your fingertips
drowning between
each individual strand
of my hair,
Your lips searching
for comfort
in the delicate curves
of my skin-
And in mornings light,
I felt it once more-
Deep rooted memories
awaiting the return of
the fortresses that have
become your arms,
Where I shall feel
the safety of your
embrace throughout
the night once more-
Longing for it to be
a daily ritual of
waking in the presence
of your love
Alysia Marie 2018 ©
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