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Not dead. Just busy. despite a bad weekend, i still am a sappy sucker. at the walker art center, minneapolis. post-road trip without the boy ramble. lunch. |
05.06.03 - 12:12 pm morning. I can feel the warmth of you
radiating through my skin as we lie between sheets crumpled by dreams And you dress for school; run a hand through my sleep-tangled hair. You kiss my forehead so softly that a ghost might have been the culprit then vanish, and the door clicks locked again behind you. And I sigh, bleary-eyed with sleepiness and roll out of bed to face another day secure in the knowledge that you will return to me you will return to me you will return to me (repeated, a mantra) to sleep again and to wake the next day in my arms. ----------------------------- Wrote this for my boyfriend while watching Unsolved Mysteries this afternoon. Unsolved Mysteries is yummy. |