"...are you awake?"
lullabies will never be as soothing,
as your fingers brushing my cheeks,
as you hum your favorite of the hour.
your dark curls glowing,
with ethereal glow i'll never understand,
and your greengreen eyes smiling.
the warm kaleidoscope strobe,
outside our windows made up,
of sunlight and your gorgeous grin.
you hook your ankles with mine,
under the table,
and we don't acknowledge it.
it's quiet, and for once you are still,
no thoughts choking your head,
angst deepening your low voice.
and you quit humming,
look at me with shining eyes,
in the same way i look at you.
"...i love you."
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dedicated to zeeglur and profusion because this is what i ended up sending in, and you are the driivng force behind me signing up in the first place xx
if i could fly,
-sx
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