His calloused hands,
Trails down my arms.
His breath so warm,
Hits my neck as he talks.
The numb heart beats,
With his heated presence.
As the time goes by
He decides to leave,
My pleading stare holds him down.
Stay... I whisper.
His gaze softens,as he
Pulls me in a cuddle.
We stay that way for so long.
His soft snores echoes, making
Me realise that it's long past dawn.
-𝓙𝓾
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Thơ caThis book is a mix of all emotions ranging from happiness to sadness. An overview of my personal experiences, it's an overall conglomeration of emotional nuances. Hope y'all will enjoy it.
