LOVE Poem by Dylan Moses

I like my body when it is sleeping
Next to yours, like once you banging
Your head into the wall, so asleep ,
So I turn over, scrape electric fuzz love sheets,
n you look at me, wide open fast
Asleep eyes n kissed my lips.

I lay here with a loud heart,
Pattered by this and that and you.
My side dented by your spine of your body
and your bones and a humming firmness
Deciding if this was a conscious trick

Or

You loving enough to kiss this through your sleep,
because nothing false and possible is
Love (what does that mean?)
Nothing false and possible is I really like
You.

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