Please wake up beside me in the morning
So the nightmares of my fears can't hide with the sleep in my eyes
Trail your fingers along my sides and,
Hold onto my hand as we welcome the sun together
So I know that you are not a mirage leftover from my dreams.
I am afraid of clutching onto empty bed sheets
Because my quiet passion might not be enough to keep you.
Promises are after all soft whispers that barely catch hold and,
I want something tangible like your kisses down my throat
Or your mouth on mine to be what I wake up to,
Because this is the only instance where words are not enough for me.
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