I curl up
Against his side
Hear his breath
Heartbeat
Soft laughter
Familiar voice
He breathes
Wraps an arm
So warm
Around my shoulders
He holds me
Kisses me
Strokes his hand
Through my hair
I shiver
He smiles, softly
Lovingly
Runs a hand
Down my arm
Laughing when goosebumps rise
He raises my chin
Pushes my glasses
Back up my nose
Meets my eyes
Smiles, so tenderly
Kisses my nose
And lets me go
Back down on his chest
And I fall asleep
In his arms
And as I slip
Into dreamless sleep
He whispers
Into the silence:
"I love you....
"My little angel."
What hides behind the perfect image? Behind the nerdy, smart, beautiful, strange girl you all know and love? You're about to find out....If you're ready for it, that is. Behind the diamond curtain lies secrets, confessions, poems, and stories. Welcome to the Asylum for Wayward Creative Me.
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