I want to feel your skin
on mine
as our lips brush and
I taste your coffee
and mint
I want to feel you on my chest
inside my heart
and you lace your fingers with my own
your hand soft
and warm
I want to hear you laugh
at my dumb jokes
as we lay next to each other
on soft green grass
and stargaze
I want to see you smile
when you call my name like you used to
so when we race back into each other's arms
and you kiss me hard again
and I awake.
dreams were never meant to last this long.
- 10:30 am
YOU ARE READING
Sweet Nothing
PuisiA small collection of poems written from a dark place in my head.. From the deepest reaches of my soul to the hollow of my heart, on your screen is everything I found the words to express, whether or not it makes any sense at all.
