“My ear on your chest
and I am comforted
by the sound of your heart.
If a breath remains hidden
inside my body,
it is yours to steal.
Your lips find my lips
my hand rests behind your neck
and now our eyes close.
Waking up to you,
to your hands brushing my skin
reminds me to breathe.
I need it to be me
that you are dreaming of.
Please let it be me.
I wake up wanting and
I go to sleep wanting;
All day I want you.
Take my hand in yours
and we’ll waltz around this room.
Will you dance with me?
I just want your legs
wrapping themselves around mine
when my eyes open.
I just want your face
to be touching mine every
morning when I wake.
I’ll always know how
to soothe the scars of sorrow
with my tenderness.
We are drenched in sweat
and our hearts beat frantically
like drums in the dark.
I miss the feeling
of your fingers in my hair,
your breath on my neck.
Sweetest dreams my love.
I’ll meet you there and carry
You back home to Me.”
| — | Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson |
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