We could lay in bed all day,
share old memories of people long ago forgotten
or stop for lunch in that little korean spot I said I wanted to try.
let me run my fingers through your beard,
kiss the grooves behind your ears.
just keep holding my hand. - PresentinTheory
When we lay in bed we never talk
Just communicate through conjoined thoughts
Past memories no need to share
Lets focus on the how and when
We made it to this comfort zone
Where every touch feels like home
And our connecting lips rattle bones
If you want my beard go ahead
Let me count the hairs on your head
Each strand a day we’ll spend in love
A never-ending task for both of us - Sandy P.