3amA Poem by JayI never want to leave this bedIt's 3am and I feel your arms wrapped around me, your hair messy and your clothes are wrinkled. The world is calling me and soon I will have to leave, but for now I will enjoy the way you say 'good morning.' And the smell of your skin, trace the freckles on your shoulder, and kiss your tattoo. I think the world would understand my absence, if they woke up next to you...
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