i want to hide under your sweater b/c you keep me warm and close. and it will be soft and round and breathing all around me in my golden world. when you kiss my head my eyes close loosely and my lips purse slightly b/c you are so...
the sun gathers up, pulling low into a curtsy dipping beneath at the horizon and orange light and ripples and shadows play like silhouettes in motion to silent songs playing out of range of hearing but still beat rhythm pulsing through my hands and head and heart.
you are so far away and yet if i were to reach inside me with fingers moving i could find you deep within. b/c you are my golden boy with soft cheeks and hands and a place for me to rest my head beneath your collar bone so i can hear the whispers like tiny silk strings tugging at my ear.