My moment of sleep interrupted by sweet nothings
Numbing my mind while kissing the tiny
Hairs on the back of my neck,
i do nothing but mumble back
While interrupted I sleep I dream of things
I do not usually get to see, sweet love of
Her grows like a normal stage of sapling
growing towards the Sun
I love her breath against my skin,
The way she whispers so softly
Like a warm breeze on a cool day
shiver with love for only her
She tears into my skin until
I feel myself bleed, but nothing
So raw as her mouth against
my skin
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