It's those Sunday mornings where jus laying around with nothing to do feels so good... Looking over at eyes stuck on ya lost in a moment alone in a room... Smiling n in the mood for a lil tlc all snuggled up feels so real... As the sounds of whispers are content with the friendship that seals the deal... Getting closer as the sun peeks through the blinds so the presence itself can be enjoyed... Thinking I got one more day with them clinging to comfort that had filled the void... jus relaxing for a few hrs with nowhere to go... Finding the chatter sound off with the heart pounding softly to skin being groped... Felt with the movement of ligaments tryin to touch every inch of pleasure as time seems to be still... At one the satisfaction in a new dusk remember what occurred in the dawn the prior night chasing thrills... Opened so hands can reach in n tickle a rib... Wanting a toothbrush so lips can lean in to that unforgettable kiss... As breaths taken share the same air upon walls that tell no tales... It's how gestures of acceptance linger across pillows as if following a happy trail... One that leads to stares sighing bcuz emotion has come back to life... Awakening to the vibe of chuckles with an open mind...
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