Beneath the dependability layers lies the hidden truth of my heart, the fragile surface it beats upon, night after night
Where thoughts of you are endless, leaving me breathless, aching for a desire, a desire for more, and yet I still can’t get enough of you
In thought, in touch, in every word that brings a smile to my face, from your mouth, to a whisper in my ear, the slight touch of your hand against my soft skin
The touch I want to feel again and tomorrow is never soon enough to be where you are, to let you hear the truth of my beating heart because in the light you see me for who I really am and I am me when I’m with you.
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