It's 12 am
I'm curled up in bed
Reminiscing
How you use to hold me
Like the moon held the stars
You'd brush a strand of hair
Off of my face
How the ocean breeze brushed
Sand against my skin
And you'd say
Everything's going to be ok
You'd kiss my neck like the sun
Would stain my ****** skin
In your presence you'd
Take me away
How the waves would
Wash away my worries