Rolling Around

Once her head hits my chest

It’s a wrap

She’s out like a light

I kiss her forehead

As the snores start

Breakfast in bed

Or looking each other in the eyes

Sharing confessing

Intimacy doesn’t have to be

Physical

As our bodies rest

We exercise our minds

Always losing time

Together

In the blink of an eye

Sharing a bed

Always feels good

As long as it’s

With h3r

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