Before Dreams

Your fingertips
Set fire to my skin
A touch
Redefines my prettiest words
Asleep your chest rising, falling
Slowly
Reminds me to breathe
I exist in your heartbeats
Quietly
Lying at your side
Watching you, perfection
Your arms close tighter my lips brush yours
Softly
You, a dream I can speak to
Our memories yet unmade
-EJoveJohnson

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