I like to spend the hot hand on the pillow, because I know you've been with me all night. Waking up with your scent in the sheets and your soft hands touching my waist. The first rays of sun coming through the window will illuminate green eyes bright. You're looking at. I feel your breath beside me and your lips glued to my shoulder, receiving the first kiss of the day (or so I believe).
I know that every day that start well, are special. All day with butterflies in the stomach and an unforgettable smile. The ties that bind our hands will not melt in our mouths all the time and neglect to take advantage of the lowest found anywhere.
The best part is I know so well as you, that after that day will come another, and after that, another and another and another. Because even though sometimes we feel as much distance between your skin and mine, we know we walk the same way, using one set of signals that lead to the same end: us. I also know that when you finish walking, you'll be there waiting for me, as your eyes when a new day dawns.
I know that every day that start well, are special. All day with butterflies in the stomach and an unforgettable smile. The ties that bind our hands will not melt in our mouths all the time and neglect to take advantage of the lowest found anywhere.
The best part is I know so well as you, that after that day will come another, and after that, another and another and another. Because even though sometimes we feel as much distance between your skin and mine, we know we walk the same way, using one set of signals that lead to the same end: us. I also know that when you finish walking, you'll be there waiting for me, as your eyes when a new day dawns.
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