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Angel Next to Me
Your kisses and luscious lips that leave me
All aquiver in the aftermath of the pleasure
Storm. Your porcelain and ethereal skin that
Makes you look like an angel that comes
Down from the heavens. Your soft and
Petrichor hair that fans and spreads out
Across the satin pillowcases. Your presence
That is ineffable. Your usually supine body
Twists away from me so I cannot always
Read or see the expression that crosses
Your face. This is our serendipity that plays
Out right before us. Sonorous sleep and
Dreaming of everyone else’s sonder.
All aquiver in the aftermath of the pleasure
Storm. Your porcelain and ethereal skin that
Makes you look like an angel that comes
Down from the heavens. Your soft and
Petrichor hair that fans and spreads out
Across the satin pillowcases. Your presence
That is ineffable. Your usually supine body
Twists away from me so I cannot always
Read or see the expression that crosses
Your face. This is our serendipity that plays
Out right before us. Sonorous sleep and
Dreaming of everyone else’s sonder.
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