I'm not entirely sure what I'm feeling
But it feels euphoric.
It feels like the smell of coffee at 6am on a winter morning.
When the sun slowly begins to shine its rays.
A warm hand on a cold thigh.
Morning neck kisses and hazey vision,
Arms that wrap around a restless body,
Settling nerves and letting comfort drift me to sleep.
Comfortably numb.
Mar 4, 2016
Mar 4, 2016 at 7:47 AM UTC
I'm not entirely sure what I'm feeling
But it feels euphoric.
It feels like the smell of coffee at 6am on a winter morning.
When the sun slowly begins to shine its rays.
A warm hand on a cold thigh.
Morning neck kisses and hazey vision,
Arms that wrap around a restless body,
Settling nerves and letting comfort drift me to sleep.
Comfortably numb.
