It is under your hand, I feel home.
I am intertwined between your fingers, we are intertwined between your sheets.
The wine is catching up.
The moments are stringing together.
We're making a purple pastel pretty necklace.
Its along my throat.
We are lovely.
The day was lovely, the night was lovely.
We are still lovely.
To tightly grasp my jawline and violently kiss the left corner of my lips
(you've always been so passionate)
How could I have left you when your arms were too strong to push away?
***this ones old but has always been a favorite of mine.***