June 17, 2008

game no. 32

she can't sleep. and i pretend that i can't either.
so that i can stay up all night for chapped kisses and hips pressed in for warmth.
everyday the birds start a bit earlier
and my feet hit the grain of a wood floor
5 minutes before sunrise.
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