Love Poems & Poetry

I want to feel our bodies,
have them pressed up skin to skin
And I want to hear your heartbeat
Like a clock (tick-tock) within

I want to sync our breathing
If you stop, then so will I
And then death will take these lovers –
who are both too young to die.

I want to leave my kisses
on your lips, your neck, your scars
And I want to watch you sleeping
like we often watch the stars.

I want to hold you closer
Feel us pressed up skin to skin
Be less lonely, share the sadness
that we both have locked within.

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