Before Bed

Her cheek resting

On my chest 

 Beneath my clavicle, 

Spacing 

A

Warm spot, 

Unable to distinguish 

Between heart beat 

And flesh. 

Her hazel stare 

Designates tunnel 

Vision. 

Air flow tightens,

Snore spurts 

Intermingle with 

Breath tickles. 

Room goes quiet. 

We’re dreaming now,

But I’m still awake.

Published by akcola

AK Cola is a pop-culture war veteran.

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