I still dig my face in your chest at nights,
And lay warm in your embrace the same way I used to.
My hands around you,
Your breaths touching my hair and neck,
Your hands around my waist.
Yes, I cosset with you,
In my reverie.
At times, I feel to touch you,
Other times I don’t need to touch you at all,
You are in my space,
All in my head and heart,