come lay in my bed shirtless on your back with one arm hooked around me as i lay on my side molded up against you, one arm draped across your torso. you’ll tell me a story and my ear’ll be pressed against your chest, listening to the beat of your heart while i trace patterns with a single finger, up and down, side to side. circles are my favorite. little circles, circling everywhere. and you’ll smile and i’ll smile and we’ll both sigh and snuggle in closer. you’ll kiss the top of my head and we’ll drift off to sleep together.