Steady thumps,
Every one accounted for,
Her palm on his chest,
Yes, it's what she loved best,
To listen to the music that was his,
The song only he could play for her,
The tan skin beneath her hands,
The only man she wakes up for,
Just to snuggle under the cover,
Of his arms around her,
Tickling her face with his breath,
With morning kisses,
That bring back memories,
Like ice-cream together in summer,
Long walks beneath the warm rain,
Skin to skin,
She breathes it all in,
The memories remain.
~Rei Shiori
No comments:
Post a Comment