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My favourite place to rest

My favourite place to rest




I smile at you but you can't see
My back is resting 'gainst your chest
Without this harness I'm so free
Your back's my favourite place to rest

You hold me up in your strong grip
My afro hair's tickling your face
I giggle when you sneeze, and slip
A kiss on your full lips, and trace

A finger along your stubbled jaw
Before I gaze in your brown eyes
Where all I needed I just saw:
A love so deep, without disguise.

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January 23, 2017
Copyright Darren White

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