Oct 2013
I hope I one day fall asleep
to the thrum-thrum-thrum
of your heart
against my cheek
as your fingertips caress my side
and our toes
press together
call me cliché
but that, my love,
is all I'll ever
ask for.
to the thrum-thrum-thrum
of your heart
against my cheek
as your fingertips caress my side
and our toes
press together
call me cliché
but that, my love,
is all I'll ever
ask for.
