New Years Kiss

Jan 15, 2007 23:56

You're the only cure for my hangover. And Kissing drunk.
We're too warm to stay asleep.

New year's eve.

Well I thought I'd roll over and comb out the knots in your hair to wake you.
Since your old soul just soaks up my poetry.
And smiles.
And Love.
And symmetry.

Since we're perfectly aligned from head to toe.
Since my headache knows that it would love your shoulders and your hair in my face.
I'll hide
away
in the sheets
that surround you.--Dreamboat.
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