Take my hand,
because I know you understand.
Without a word,
you make me feel good.
I feel stuck,
wishing you could tuck,
my body beneath the sheets.
Like stars under the night sky,
you and I lie.
The only thing that matters
is our silent chatter.
In your arms wrapped like a tortilla.
so nice to feel your heartbeat.
Too bad it's just a dream.
Sunday, April 22, 2007
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