Escrevi isso hoje, no caminho do trabalho, pensando no findi...

I can feel her skin against my skin
and her breath in the back of my neck
our legs entangled
our arms, a net
I turn sideways when she does
and we take times coffing
I get up for a minute and she takes the whole bed
She gets up and I miss her
Her scent on me, my lips on her
I run my fingers through her messy curly hair
She run her through my arms
We fall asleep
I fall in love
and wish this dream never ends
ans I dont have to wake up monday morning
and leave that skin, those arms, that scent
that's the hardest a monday can get.


cheesy again...
o well