Forehead kisses in the night
Right before I cling to you,

Tucking my nose in the warmth
of your neck as I breathe in your
scent.

I don't want to escape.

I know what will happen next.

I get lost in thoughts of us.

Here you are breathing in my ear, you know how to weaken me.

I try to pull away, but I submit to you.

I've become addicted to this moment.

Then there's forehead kisses in the morning.

                                           -Amalizz Lydia