against the curve of my chest
in the middle of early morning
those are the moments i love you the most
when my breath breaks off the back of your neck
how it always taste different when it returns
to the back of my throat
thats where the i loves you comes from
the times i wake you up at 3 am just to kiss you and call you beautiful
my love,
you hold my skin like the sunrise
and i'll wait for you to awake in my arms every morning
for as long as you'll let me
playing tennis with my breath against the small of your back
tonight you are winning
im still caught on love
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