Mar 2016
Rumpled grey sheets
Slow sleepy smiles
Breath warm from dreaming
Pillows cradling thoughts
Fingers intertwined with stars
Soft lips pressed against dry
Say we'll never have to leave this place
This heaven we've found in each other's arms
Slow sleepy smiles
Breath warm from dreaming
Pillows cradling thoughts
Fingers intertwined with stars
Soft lips pressed against dry
Say we'll never have to leave this place
This heaven we've found in each other's arms
Afternoon's spent in your embrace
There's no place I'd rather be
For my angel, my saving grace
Leigh
There's no place I'd rather be
For my angel, my saving grace
Leigh
