• Hannah Flowers

i yearn solely for the softness of your lips against my forehead in the quiet of the night the drumming of your heart with my cheek pressed against your chest the silent intimacy ringing at a frequency only we can hear the absent-minded tapping of your thumb on the back of my hand to the beat of the song that’s been stuck in your head the calm breathing in the middle of your dream while i still drift off to sleep the cheap hotel room and the sound of the sink running while you brush your teeth the large amount of love packed in-between the littlest things

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Entschuldigung.

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