Hand softly enclosed around mine
Bed sheets hardly covering my glowing white flesh
Flat on my back
Mouth closed, eyes wide
finding every light shadowed across the room
Moonlight nearly denied by old drapery
I breathe in and out through my nose
quietly finding myself in the space next to you
Your snores oddly comforting, filling the quiet that lurks
in the space between each breath.
Confused in random sleeping intervals,
falling asleep to the security
of your fingertips on my flesh,
at least half a smirk played across my lips
at the intimacy of falling asleep holding hands.
Abruptly waking to either you or I adjusting positions
finding that the only position
is to sleep belly down
head rested opposite a vision of you
arm sprawled across my upright ear.
I finally awake to you scrolling absent mindlessly on your phone
ready for my departure, though seemingly patient.
I don’t trust you though your skin pulls my eyes
my lips finding you gentle
a reminder that I came here for you
finding one more moment of longing
expressed in short gasps
before I’m exhausted of your space
and feel a sudden need to flee your bed
The sun finding the first gaps in the cloudy horizon
air crisp, cold deep breaths
freedom filling my lungs as I start my vehicle’s engine
recognizing the energy I’ve expended
on being happy and complacent for your benefit
No longer un-impressed with the weight of your baggage.
I’m inclined to remember each moment with an empty smile and happy hellos when you text.
Your interest hardly a prize in short sentences and long journeys
in which my status as a queen must go unquestioned but always tested
and your pursuit a requirement
Hardly dwelling on the moments
when your laughter filled my eyes
and comfort was your dark skin
warm in the night folds which loved me for moments
as I found myself dreaming of you,
eyes wide open
fingers lightly tracing my desires into your bare skin.
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