…..Then I felt his arms around me, and like usual, I lost sense of time, space, and thought. I was surrounded by an electric orbit amplifying his heart and mine. I buried myself into him and inhaled his sweet cedar.
We played PlayStation while eating cereal, stark naked, being casually serenaded by Portuguese jazz. I collapsed on his bed and missed not a single beat in closing my eyes. I was dizzy with emotion.
“I missed you,”
I finally uttered.
We fell asleep with our hands locked like children after dark.
Pharrell. Man. Damn. No More Words.
Passionate About What He Does.
Dawg it makes me cry too