poetry

Lazy in love

Lazy love we make

When the world around gives up

On the night

You reach for my spine

I for your hair

Fighting, tugging, rolling

O’er and you leave a mark

Oh the lazy kiss

Your lips wrapped in mine

Like every soul has a mate

Fingers race down in a bid

To make it to the finish line

Race and then pause

Lazy, lazy, lazy

The lazy effort we make

Falling asleep

In your hold

Fumbling for the fold

Of the psychedelic sheets

Fading out

I ask you when was the last

You been home

And you say you are home now

I place my head to the sound of

Your heartbeat

Finding warmth in summer heat

Closing my eyes almost effortlessly

Sometimes, I think I am

I am

Lazy in love with you

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