Monday, June 1

Sleeping in your scent

My skin is still sensitive from hearing your voice,
With dreamy eyes and creamy skin I rejoice.

A numbing happiness full of hope,
Will it stay, will I be able to cope?

I can hear the strumming of strings,
And see a smile as my ear rings.

Don't wake me up or I'll lament,
I'm sleeping in your scent.
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