these words
Your face against the backdrop of streetlights
Pouring in through white
Curtains
Is there anything more perfect
In this world than this?
To hear you breathing deeply
To watch your chest rise and fall
And watch your eyelids grow heavy
With each labored blink
Your blue eyes peek out from underneath
And then disappear again - I can't help but think
That I am hanging onto seconds between
Waiting for them to open again
To leave me breathless
like they always do
And my arms are wrapped around you
Your skin is warm and pressed against me
And you kiss me on the cheek so sweetly
I know there is no rush
But sometimes in the quiet hush
In the swing of dusk
I hold onto the twilight
When your eyes light the night
With the fire I've been waiting all my life
To see burning bright
Sometimes it's hard
To safeguard
These words left unsaid
In these moments that feel so perfect
Pouring in through white
Curtains
Is there anything more perfect
In this world than this?
To hear you breathing deeply
To watch your chest rise and fall
And watch your eyelids grow heavy
With each labored blink
Your blue eyes peek out from underneath
And then disappear again - I can't help but think
That I am hanging onto seconds between
Waiting for them to open again
To leave me breathless
like they always do
And my arms are wrapped around you
Your skin is warm and pressed against me
And you kiss me on the cheek so sweetly
I know there is no rush
But sometimes in the quiet hush
In the swing of dusk
I hold onto the twilight
When your eyes light the night
With the fire I've been waiting all my life
To see burning bright
Sometimes it's hard
To safeguard
These words left unsaid
In these moments that feel so perfect
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