I am hoping for the best,
because I sleep restfully since I met you.
I tried your name out in my mouth,
and it fit. It tasted good.
I imagined a gentle kiss,
in the soft glow of the moonlight,
and, God, my body smouldered,
so starved for something she had barely tasted.
I lay in lace,
begging you to stay,
when you try and send me to bed,
because I can’t bear to be without you,
That scares me,
because I’ve been this girl before,
and she never stays this happy for long,
but I am hopeful, again.
I am hoping and praying for the best,
because my heart has been so rested since I met you.
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