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Breathe. In, then out.
Our tones fill the room.
In… and out.
The moment that takes place ‘after it’ stretches into hours on end, but we care little for the details.
I care little for a duty that whispers at the back of my head how I’m getting distracted
as If I’m backstabbing the world by taking my life back. As If slowing down means risking everything.
None of it matters now, as your breathing lulls me ready to live in the realm of placidity.
My eyes explore all the moles running down your leg, forming an illusion of scattered grains, alike a sandstorm
I wipe marks off of your body with the damp towel and we feel the smell in the air blooming of honey and roses
I clean dry your worries away with my kisses until you understand that you’re deserving of this all.
In this room barely filled with noise, I feel as if it’s quite too loud for me to hear your doubt
but If it’s there, by the time we’ll fall asleep, I hope to help you be without.
You asked for things that were normally left unspoken before tonight. I know of your guilt, though less than you know of mine
but I can put two and two together in no time. Hence why, dressing you in the red drawings over white,
As my sneaky fingertips run over your spine, I look into your eyes and declare for you that you are still mine.
Crimson gaze beneath long lashes lays upon my build and maybe It feels… right.
The lady I cradle in my arms with might is the same sunshine that I’ve loved all this time.
Whatever makes you wonder whether I could think otherwise needs to learn that it’ll never be right.
‘Before it’, afraid of the judgment, you quickly smudged your lipstick as an excuse to wipe it off entirely
I didn’t realize it at first, but bereft of the makeup, your face looked tired because of something that was not yet admired.
I search for a way to bring you back your fire, stroking through your blonde strands and waiting for a contented smile, but it won’t be able to to achieve easily for a while
So, as the shadow bereft of light covers the room bit by bit and the moment stretches in whatever way it finds fit,
I whisper vows of love between the kisses that I plaster over your scalp. You’re as dear as you’ve ever been
Don’t treat yourself as something that should not be seen.
When you hid, I wondered where you'd been. It felt as If we were right back at the beginning
but when the times come and you can’t control it, search for the strength to let me in.
I’ll unbury this weight with you, as you breathe into the crook of my being.