my sweet lullaby
24 marzo 2010
I constanly wake up searching for the heat of your body.
My fingers grasp at thin air, hoping and eager for your skin.
I toss and turn wishing that next time my body would roll into yours and your arms
would devour me whole, wrapping me up in your warmth.
My head doesn’tsettle on my pillow the way it settles on your chest,
without the sound of your heart beating i am missing my sweet lullaby…
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