the radio is
on and you are
lying in bed next to me
the afternoon sun turns your
eyes a bright emerald green
and your lips glisten in the
light...
I put my
arms around you and
you kiss my cheek and tell me
how good I smell and how you
love the way it makes you feel
and you look at me and
smile
the radio
plays a song and you
hold my hand and I squeeze
it tight and kiss your
forehead and I whisper
to you how much you mean
to me
I trace your
ears with my
fingers and you inhale my
scent as you close your
eyes and you tell me
you've been sleeping around
and begin to cry
I pull my
arms away from
you and put my hands
behind my head and sigh -
the radio is on and
you are lying in bed next
to me.
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