Sunday, November 23, 2014

I get lost
in these moments.

Your slow breaths
as I curl into your chest.

I get lost 
in these moments.
Quiet
But alive.

Tired
And slowly
drifting 
off.

Listening to your heart 
beating
and beating
Like a well played drum

I get lost
in 
these 
moments
as 
my eyes 
begin
to 




shut.
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