your arms witnessing it the beaming city of New York, we’d get to are stop...still carrying me you’d open our door and proceed to close it with a little help from your foot you’d lay me down take off my shoes....tuck me in then kneel down in front of me and just sorta watch me in my serene state of sleep but the second you get up I’d latch my arms around your neck and whisper “don’t go” then you’d tell me how you wouldn’t ever participate in the activity of going anywhere without me, you’d then get into bed with me and envelop me with a big nice embrace from behind and suddenly all the tired in the world ceased to have existed.” this is my writing please share and give options and feedback!!
