Heavenly Thoughts

December 23, 2010

The thought of your touch makes my mind wander hundreds of miles past these flat and dreary lands that I currently call home.

The thought of your lips pushes me away from the temptation of every woman that catches my eye from coffee shop to bar top.

The thought of laying next to you suppresses the thoughts of lying alone in this empty space when nights become harsh and cold.

The thought of watching you do the simplest of things from changing shirts to making pasta is far more enticing than watching time roll by gazing out of these windows.

The thought of listening to each others heartbeat while Bobby Caldwell spins in the background on a calm Sunday morning is worth the noise and chaos of morning traffic and the deafening torture of the daily telephone rings.

Going through this daily hell is worth the heavenly feel these thoughts bring whenever I have you near.


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