and the universe held my hand.

• king size •

my bed grew twice its size for the first time
just to make some room.
the new comforter and pillows match,
but the sheets are a little off.
it's the bed he made.
it's the home he built.
it's been passing and it's all love.
from here to there,
everywhere in between,
this is the realest emotion i have ever felt.
i don't ever want to leave this bed.
he has made me a tired body,
one that can only be energized by the
engagement of limbs,
soft whispers on the shell of ones ear,
fingers threading through locks of hair,
and gentle kisses where ever possible.
my heart has grown in size,
my heart is a king size bed.
room enough for two
and no other lover would do.

r.k.