Third time lucky

by b r i d g e t   May 19, 2008


While you were sleeping
i figured out everything
my hand tracing familiar features
skin touching skin...
i was molded for you
and you for me...
you shine so bright
its insane
the sun is put to shame
your breath is a lullaby to me
my breath on your cheek wakes you
through sleepy haze
you wake to find me by your side...

a whisper

"i love you"

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