you fragment my thoughts.
with one sighed word.
how do you do it?
there's a spell in it
somewhere,
but i'm not complaining.
i quite like focusing
only on you.
i get lost in your eyes,
and can't help the pull
at the corner of my mouth
when you murmur
in your soft, tired voice.
deep brown eyes,
framed in long lashes,
and so expressive.
i can't think correctly...
and this feeling is awesome;
your pull, it's magnetic.
teach me your ways?
"hi."
slowly it flows
from your lungs.
so naturally lazy.
hearing that tone
in your voice
could put me
back to sleep.
i pull you close.
kiss slow,
feel your breath pull mine.
"say that again"
i whisper.
smiles.
"hi."
good morning, hun.