what moments are made ofA Poem by andy groei want to watch a movie with you on a gloomy afternoon. i want you to lean to me because you feel safe, like you've done it your whole life. i don't even want you to catch my eyes to ask, just fade into me. and then i want you to drift away to sleep, sighing with content. i'll run my hand through your hair, your beautifully messy hair, and lightly wrap my arm around you. maybe you'll snuggle closer to me, maybe you'll dream of me, and maybe you'll be glad you missed the end of the movie. © 2010 andy groe |
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