Friday, June 27, 2014

The Mr.

His breath 
His lips
His ears 
So peaceful when he's laying here
Right next to me
So perfectly
His hand around my waist
His face in place
Around the nape of my neck 
I'm perfectly content
His warmth radiates 
But we have the covers pulled up 
His toes wiggle a little because 
he doesn't like to wear socks
Our legs are intertwined 
and I don't mine 
When it's time to cuddle 
We love holding each other 
All night
And it feels so right.
This man is all mine.

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