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I feel like I've fallen for you
more than once in a
dream.

I think it's a -
fleeting flutter of the heart, I can't catch my breath
blush spread on my cheeks
I imagine what I'd say to you.

"I've never kissed anyone," I'd say,
and you'd laugh and hold me close
nose gently nudging mine
forehead resting against mine.
you'd look me in the eyes and say,
"Trust me."

maybe I will never really find love.
as much as I've grown, I
can never deny the fact that I will always, always -
be a hopeless romantic.
and if that means lingering on you every idle moment of my day
maybe the thoughts are worth it after all.
fool's gold, but
my rose
and my treasure and
soul.

and there are days like these where the sky is blue, so blue
just a wide - expanse,
of autumn
that I saw so many years ago in a
foreign place
smooth and blue and not a wisp of cloud in sight
just the wide open sky and so many
possibilities to fulfill
the baby blue and pastels fading into
light white
at the end of the horizon.

and you sing the same song
despite knowing how it ends
over and over again.

I wanna be sitting on the kitchen counter
next to you while you make morning coffee
I've stolen your shirt, and I hold you close whenever
and peck gentle kisses on your cheek and along your collarbone.
I want to breathe the scent of ground coffee beans
and hold a mug warm between my hands
and I'm not alone like I thought I would be
because I have you.
and you have me.
isn't that a beautiful thing?

and I think it wouldn't matter if I could spend all my sunday mornings like this.
just you,
me,
and the brief 15 minutes of golden sunlight streaming through the frosted-up panes
and kissing your shoulders and
bathing us in a velvet warmth
light off the morning
sunrise.
because I don't think I could love anyone more with
their messy hair and tired eyebags
and a sleepy smile as you
fix me with a soft glow of a gaze.
and I cradle your face between my hands
smoothing, caressing your cheeks like I'm holding the world (because that's what you are)
and that precious, irresistible linger of trust
as you rest the weight of your head in my awaiting palms
resting your hands and the weight of your body on the countertop
holding me between your arms in a
safe embrace
the warmth of your soul enveloping mine.
and then a gentle tilt. and a light kiss I leave on your lips
like the mild sweetness of honey
lingering with a wisp of
blossoming roses all too beautiful
because everything I want to tell you
is sealed in those longing kisses
and emboldened gazes
and the way in which you almost melt into the surface of my palms
holding such a beautiful, beautiful man.
I don't know how I was so lucky to get here.

imagine that.
I'd love that.