I would let you fall asleep on top of me and stroke your back as your labored breathing heaves your chest up and down on mine. And I would twirl your hair around my finger while Simultaneously kissing your forehead. I would trace circles on your porcelain skin as your eyelashes flutter with your dreams I will never see.
Come here and Let me hold you; Tightly Longingly Loosely but I wonβt let go, not until you wake up and stir so lightly against my chest.
But even then. Even then. *Iβll still be holding you.