in my dreams it's a lazy summer morning and we're in bed, you with your eyelashes gently resting on your cheek, your mouth slightly parted
the sun pours through the window and falls in pools over the muscles in your back and weaves itself in between the soft curls in your hair
every so often you let out a content sigh and pull me even closer to you
the warmth you radiate surrounding me, your legs intertwined with mine your tiny exhales ruffle the hair falling around my face, making me smile
this gives me peace
you are my peace
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Nostalgia
PoetryRandom pieces I write in between my very busy schedule of reading fanfiction and napping. Enjoy.
