Jun 2019
The weight of your body on my chest
Limbs tangled, head on breast
Gentle exhale. Hair tickles my face
You enrapture me in every way; your touch, smell and taste
Scatter tiny galaxies with each kiss
Warm fuzzy golden bliss
Limbs tangled, head on breast
Gentle exhale. Hair tickles my face
You enrapture me in every way; your touch, smell and taste
Scatter tiny galaxies with each kiss
Warm fuzzy golden bliss
A poem about intimacy; when you feel like you just can’t get close enough to someone and you dream that in that moment, you could just absorb into each-other and become one single being.
