I would let you fall asleep on top of me
and stroke your back
as your labored breathing
heaves your chest
up and down
on mine.
And I would twirl your hair
around my finger
while
Simultaneously
kissing your forehead.
I would
trace circles on your porcelain skin
as your eyelashes flutter
with your dreams I will never see.
Come here
and
Let me hold you;
Tightly
Longingly
Loosely but
I won’t let go,
not until
you wake up
and stir so lightly
against my chest.
But even then.
Even then.
I’ll still be holding you.
Jan 29, 2015
Jan 29, 2015 at 8:01 PM UTC
I would let you fall asleep on top of me
and stroke your back
as your labored breathing
heaves your chest
up and down
on mine.
And I would twirl your hair
around my finger
while
Simultaneously
kissing your forehead.
I would
trace circles on your porcelain skin
as your eyelashes flutter
with your dreams I will never see.
Come here
and
Let me hold you;
Tightly
Longingly
Loosely but
I won’t let go,
not until
you wake up
and stir so lightly
against my chest.
But even then.
Even then.
I’ll still be holding you.
