Type A Love

When you are at my side
And curled in a soft warm ball
I feel your head on my chest
As I caress your back
And smooth, milky skin
With soft kisses

Even through those sad eyes
I can see the real you trying to jump out
To heal that upsetting virus
Infecting your thougts and feelings
And surprise us both
With party and celebration of your return

My love is of adoration
A subject to your sensitivities
To occasion your uncertainty
And raise your sense of self
Above your own insecurities
So we can share a smile together
Have an ironic laugh
And find our rhythm.
Written by drunkenplaywords
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