As you lay on my chest, slightly sleeping
I brush my hands through hair stoking
Every so softly. You whimper with little noises
that make me love you so much.
I see you with a child in your arms,
You hold him gently, he falls quiet
Restful and silent. Jealous this makes me
not of him, but what I want.
Knowing how silly I am and quiet and reserved
My body still sends the signals that
Force my body to want you more
for that I love you.
Your heart beating in rhythm with mine,
As you lay asleep in my arms.
Your silent noises that you make when
you sleep are for my ears alone.
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