no hope, no harm
just another false alarm
I remember asking myself whilst I was dreaming
if it was reality or just another escape
which is odd because I don't usually do
but I did and I think it's because
you were there and so was I
which is also odd, because it doesn't usually happen
I know it's my subconscious mind acting up again,
and I know it's not true
I do, I really do
but why do I still feel your skin
brushing against mine
as far as guilty pleasures go,
if I get to vividly remember how it feels like to
lean my head against your chest
and feel your lips kissing my neck,
settle in a safe place like your arms
and ensconce myself in you,
or feel a transcendent wonder
each time you tuck my hair behind my ear
and lean in for a whisper,
then please,
let me be engulfed by this beautiful lie
-
let me love and be loved by you
(atleast) in another time and place
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