imagine laying on the woven spread of your lovers bed
head pounding from one too many shots, the morning sun shining just a bit too bright
your mind is fuzzy and you can't remember when their eyes blinked open
corners of lips stained red quirk up
they whisper good morning, leaning in
the world fades and your soul is on fire
electricity shooting through veins, washing away any lingering fatigue
arms envelop you, heads tucked under chins, feet intertwined as you realize that
this is what it all was for
Jan 25, 2019
Jan 25, 2019 at 2:21 AM UTC
imagine laying on the woven spread of your lovers bed
head pounding from one too many shots, the morning sun shining just a bit too bright
your mind is fuzzy and you can't remember when their eyes blinked open
corners of lips stained red quirk up
they whisper good morning, leaning in
the world fades and your soul is on fire
electricity shooting through veins, washing away any lingering fatigue
arms envelop you, heads tucked under chins, feet intertwined as you realize that
this is what it all was for
