Running your gentle fingers through my hair
While both our feet rub against each other
Finding comfort underneath the covers
Still laying there naked, without a care
Waiting until the day shoots up it's flare
Until one decides to close the shutter
And once they return to bed are smothered
Disheveled we both find each other fair.
Sadly the morning will bid us farewell
Even if you and I wish it did not
Leaving me with memories and daydreams.
My mind lingering still on your faint smell;
Her worries still are that of getting caught.
The feelings drip into another theme
YOU ARE READING
Love letters for Nobody
PoetryA collection of love poems written, but never sent. Still waiting for the day that someone finds them and decides they're worth reciting.
