Sunday, November 20, 2005

Your Lips

I lost myself tonight.
in you.
Listening to music,
Annie Lennox to be exact,
I shut my eyes tights
and dreamt of you,
while I lay awake.
I longed for your lips.
To feel their familiar
presence on my own.
Pressed to mine
whispering
I Love Yous
in the night.

I'm desperate for your lips.

Passionate memories
dance across my mind-
Twisted sheets and messy hair-
half-empty wine glasses
and Sunday afternoons-
these thoughts
leave me breathless
and missing you.

Desperately.

Your arms envelop me;
my protection in the night.
No one knows me
as perfectly as you.
And I know no one
as perfect
as
you.

I want you home
and I need you here.

And every night
I dream of
your
lips.
posted by Kellie @ 5:35 PM |

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