1 year ago. June 19, 2022 at 1:00 PM
I don't really sleep until my mind takes over and says it's time.
So many nights pass before she lets me dream.
I am grateful when she allows me remember those sweet fantasies.
I am the one. There is no other.
It is Your hand I hold when we are together.
It is Your lips I seek when I need to taste another.
It is Your stare I feel across my skin as I sit in my nightly pose.
It is Your arms I snuggle within to scare away my sleepless nights.
It is Your thumbs I dream of feeling, to wipe the tears, as I wake up from my midnight fantasies.
It is Your face I wish she would share...