Next To You

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I am lying next to you, your head nestled beneath my chin. Your hair tickles, but your arm, draped over my chest, feels warm. A comfort. A comfort because I have someone that holds me, and someone to hold. I have someone to take care of, and someone that takes care of me.

I pull you closer and drape one leg over yours. My sasquatch feet are ice, and you yelp. You threaten to knee me in the balls if I do it again. It sounds like a challenge, and I’m tempted. But I won’t. And you know that I...