I know the curve of your back
like a lullaby sung to me when young
imprinted on my mind

& I can taste the salt on your skin
On the tip of my very own tongue
like candy melting in my mouth

your eyes sparkle
dancing through my dreams
Thoughtlessly tantalizing me
tempting my heart to fall further in

& I beg to sleep forever so that I
remember that face & curly black hair
curving around each of my fingertips
as you stir against me in your slumber

& I hope you think of me
& my lips grazing upon your skin
that you never forget
the love I have for you
that I have never given
to any other man