Inhale you

Its 3:22 in the morning
And I can’t sleep
For thoughts of you
I roll over onto your empty pillow
Which smells of your silky skin—
Inhale you—
Imagine your freckled arms against my body
Your lips kissing my shoulder,
As we drift asleep together

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s