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There's nothing like a lazy Friday Nothing quite like it Waking up without an alarm, Just your arms-- Around me, squeezing. So many mornings I lie awake in your grip As your drift back and forth In and out of your sleep. Nothing can match this feeling Safe in your bed, like nothing can get me Nothing needs to matter Just you and me. Naked, exposed Vulnerable. Clothes strewn about the room, Evidence of last night's passion You roll towards me Leaving your kiss on my neck. I could really love you if you'd let me. Pull me in tight Erasing my insecurities, my discomfort Wordless You tell me I'm beautiful, I'm okay here. Open, honest, You always tell me exactly what you mean. If it hurts, it hurts. And I could really love you if you'd let me.
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Nov 14, 2011
Nov 14, 2011 at 3:36 PM UTC
Letting You Sleep
There's nothing like a lazy Friday Nothing quite like it Waking up without an alarm, Just your arms-- Around me, squeezing. So many mornings I lie awake in your grip As your drift back and forth In and out of your sleep. Nothing can match this feeling Safe in your bed, like nothing can get me Nothing needs to matter Just you and me. Naked, exposed Vulnerable. Clothes strewn about the room, Evidence of last night's passion You roll towards me Leaving your kiss on my neck. I could really love you if you'd let me. Pull me in tight Erasing my insecurities, my discomfort Wordless You tell me I'm beautiful, I'm okay here. Open, honest, You always tell me exactly what you mean. If it hurts, it hurts. And I could really love you if you'd let me.
katie-hetherman
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Nov 14, 2011
Nov 14, 2011 at 3:36 PM UTC
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