Light wakes me,
A quiet reminder of the start of day.
I stretch, look over,
And melt where I lay.

The man beside me,
Still fast asleep,
Who makes my heart ache like no other...

Dreaming peacefully as he nuzzles
Closer to my form,
Settling against me,
Arms strong and warm.

"Maybe a few more minutes,"
I murmur to myself,
Curling into the man I love
And letting out a breath I never knew I held.

Side by side

           a curvature of marrow

                    hardened spines

            holding matter into place

                    like the moon

       you are my center-peace

the light of my world

how does a soul breath
without love
would it just inhale and not exhale
wont it burst
or are some peoples souls made like that
how does a soul function
without love
do its eyes ever open
or do they ever close to blink
are they cursed if theyre too blinded not to see the beauty
or is the curse when they just see beauty of others and want it
how does a soul sleep
without love
does nt it cuddle
doesnt it feel cold
or has it pointlessly adapted to the stiffness
aug 17

I never
Wanted to wake up
With you still in my head

Waiting on the couch
For me to pop back in
Whenever that may be

I just miss
The cuddling
And you petting my head

I heard his heartbeat
When it quickened and slowed
I heard where his voice came from
And little tummy rumbles
I felt how much warmer his hands were
Compared to mine
I felt a sliver of untouched skin
But I cannot recall whether
His heartbeat quickened or slowed

Goodnight,
That's all I said,
Because fear was stronger than my mind's might...
For in reality, I wished to be in your bed.

Relax, ***** minded beauty,
I wished you were sound asleep in my arms...
Because I knew when you're sleeping you'd be more than a cutie
And the comfort of my arms would keep you out of the way of Harm's.

I was so desperate to cuddle with you,
To close the distance that's making me blue,
That I was contemplating pulling a Romeo:
Climbing up your balcony just to serenade you.

But I guess I was too scared,
That you'd be surprised by how much I cared.

Sometimes,
I get cold as I lay in my bed -
And it hurts a lot...
Not being cold,
But the thoughts that my heart whispers to my mind.

Babe,
It's so lonely on those cold nights,
And I can't help but fantasise about wrapping my arms around your waist,
Whispering nonsensical confessions of love into your ear because my heart rate is too high, thus I can't sleep.
And resting my head on your shoulders and curling my body around yours when your warmth finally calms me down and your complaints ward off my attempts to irritate you.

Baby I wanna cuddle with you right now -
But it hurts having these thoughts,
Because you're not here
And well,
You're not mine...