After a long workday,
nothing could have felt more real
than my weary head on your
big broad shoulder~
a moment of simple comfort
amongst the madness.
There was the usual
hustle and bustle,
people talking too loud,
walking too fast,
but we knew better.
We knew that
for one brief moment,
your heart would soften
as you caressed my hair
and I'd feel like
a little girl again
as I breathed in
the scent of your
white bleached shirt.
I wanted to kiss your
sweet soft lips forever
and ever and ever and
fade into your chest,
buried in your arms,
never to return
to the room,
to reality.
The moment our embrace ended,
I missed you already.
I missed you.