restlessA Poem by LiberatedByInk
it's so cold in this bed alone
restless waiting staring at my phone I crave your breath in my hair your hand the small of my back I want to feel you close to me all of your weight pressed into my thighs as my eyes meet yours you stare back at me with endless emptiness
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Added on July 17, 2017 Last Updated on July 17, 2017 Author
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