Bemused by Allin KHG

if it happens once
or a hundred times
i could never begin to express the beauty
of something so simple and fine
on those cold damp nights
that song we both know
playing just a little too quiet
so we have to struggle
to make out the words
if we chose to
you laying there
sprawled across the bed
fully clothed
in some awkward position
the slightest of smiles
exhausted look in your eyes
your motionless body
distracting from your eyes
that are following my every move
waiting for me to speak
or lay next to you
or something
so that we both know everything is ok
and it always will be