your voice is my favorite song

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through the curtains the sun peaked at us, two souls embraced, awaken from the dreamland we were just in.

his eyes were closed while his mind was fully awake. i admired his sleeping figure, unaware of his waken being. slowly peeling his arm from my waist, i was pulled back down and heard his beautiful voice.

"stay for a little while longer.." All velvety, soft, and marbled was his voice. The rasp left from our sleep lingered as i laid my head against his beating chest. he mumbled a quiet thanks while planting his lips on my bedhead hair. returning the favor, i kissed his chest and breathed in his scent.

"i'm here."

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