That night you rested your head on my left thigh and we spoke for an hour.
It was a composed and relaxed conversation with little or no defenses up.
I swept your fringe to the side so I could have a perfect view of your beautiful eyes.
We shared about people of our past, and even though we didn't like what we may hear, we still listened earnestly with open hearts and minds.
I continued stroking your hair as I enjoy the melody of your voice.
We were so comfortable, I would freeze that moment if I could.
I stored that memory in my head and wished with all my heart my laps are the only laps you will rest your weary soul on and find solace in.
May nothing ever come between us.
I'm all yours if you're all mine.
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