I drifted early to doze
through concepts so sincere
that I quiver when she strokes
over her goosebumped, olive skin
that lies behind her restless eyes.
I bathed in the facade of trust,
lurking in the cobwebs
of an altruistic vow.
My faults sweat with humility.
But us in bedsheets is enough
even for me.

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