Excerpts of a Wandering Mind
Sunday, 15 December 2013
Next to you
So many nights tossing turning,
Next to you,
The only place,
The nightmares leave me,
And I breathe in the scent of you,
That nestles in the fabric,
Soft against my face,
Your warmth.
~Rei Shiori
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