I wrap my arms around you,
and I can't tell if this warmth is from you, this blanket, or my heart. I hold you against me, and I can't tell if this thump thump, is because I'm happy, in Love, or near you. I hold your lips against mine, and I can't tell if this elation is because you're with me, because you're kissing me, or because I am where I'm supposed to be. |