When you have something to show him on your phone
And he doesn't have his contact lenses on
So he has to lean close, lest he sees nothing
And on your shoulder he rests his chin
So close, you can feel his breath on your neck
So close, your cheeks and his are touching
So close, you can smell the shampoo in his hair
So close, your scent and his become one
So close, you shiver every time his nose grazes your skin
I don't need cuddles and foot rubs
I just need an excuse to get you close to me
Just like that
One more time...
=TheUnintended=
24 September 2016
