Monday, February 9, 2015

Stay



To be raining or snowing outside
and the TV rambling on
To be eating pizza
with extra mashrooms
(for you)
and no peppers
(for me)
To be holding hands
under the warm covers.
To be silent
not for want of things to say
but because of this warmth 
creeping in our bodies
and too good to shatter
with words.

And to be there,
just there,
knowing
that
I needn't leave for the night....

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