With you forever

What it is to be here with you.

A tired privilege.

A fatigued beauty.

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Your soft skin against mine,

Hearts melting into one.

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Your tiny hands glasping to my skin,

Mutual needs echoing in the dark.

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Your perfect rise and fall,

Steadying as it finds slowness in my touch.

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What it is to be here with you.

Whispers in two.

Together as one.

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Working to find sleep,

Time dissolving into our embrace.

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Tears wiped away,

Carrying each other through storms.

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Finding our way,

Darkness shared between only us.

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What it is to be here with you.

My world, your home.

My “rod”, your need.

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Being everything to each other,

While we can right now.

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Doing nothing other than holding one another,

While we fit like a puzzle.

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Having our broken sleep shared,

While putting the pieces of each other back together.

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What it is to be here with you.

To be this tired.

To be this needed.

To be this broken.

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But also,

To want to stay here forever.