You are my unguarded moment

metropolis

I miss you like sleep,

I need you like air.

You are the words of a poet,

you are the voice of an angel.

‘Her’, that is who you are,

‘Her’, that is my living dream.

A picture is apparently a thousand words,

yet,

when you move beside me when we sleep,

there are not enough words for that.

 

The picture needs a’clickin’!

 

 

N.

 

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