the diner stands quiet tonight
and my head bounces to hip hop over stale coffee
i don't feel it, but i can tell i'm tired
my skin is super sensitive
itchy
always get itchy when i'm tired
had this crazy thought recently
found this man i want to fall asleep to every night
wake up to every sunrise
something in the way his eyelashes curl toward me
tell me something wild and new
touch me again just like that
how does it feel to be touched?
so still this man
so true
i imagine there will be no other hand on the small of my back
not like that
no not like that ever
rest it well sir
because i'm checking out of here soon and coming home
found a place to live somewhere between your soul and mine
somewhere where our fingers finally touched
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