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your touch, my reverie

waking up disorientated  groggily made my way to meet you halfway only to take me back to yours to sleep again
you are never far away those touches and kisses became more how can i resist
sleeping in your arms wrapped up in each other these actions just have different meanings
shy but not too shy just exchanging more stories i took your smiles and kept them in my pocket
knowing and not knowing we simply just live on like singles solitary made us hungry for each other
i'm in this reverie if you are too take me spinning into this web we are weaving
we are crawling to the peak but right now, your touch, your kisses, your hold they are getting tighter. you, my favorite reverie.
-walking in a daze-

do we need words?

-tuesday awakens-

woke up early just to see you
kissed that newly-shaven face and lips to feel close ran my hands through the soft browns and held hands with content feels wrapping me in your arms and carrying me to your room
these little moments make me yearn 
do words always count? we don't speak much but when we meet it's ethereal
you teach me your language i bring you sweets we create bubbles you leave me breathless
with your back facing me but you'd still pull me close not a cuddle but a back hug very sneaky
we know we can't sleep with strangers in our beds
but that did not apply to us

the touch the silent communication do we need more words?
exchanging food photos cooking for you waiting on each other that intensity rolls inside
your simplicity that fights my complexity one word to explain my hundreds you don't ask and i don't explain when we do, we're at par with each other
and so the wait begins... with or without words in this twis…