Tempus Fugit

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Pillows


I still smell you. Hmmm.
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I woke up with your 
scent on (our) my pillows.
I knew we fell asleep together
because it is only with you that
I get to sleep this late and this safe.
Your arms around me promises me
a good night since that is all that I can ask.
You see, I'm afraid to ask for more. 
I don't want you to say no.
I will never be content with only this.
So I better muster my courage and ask,
Even if it means that this will be 
the last time I can smell you 
when I wake up.

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