I can smell him from
Where I sleep in his arms
I see the strong muscles
In his arms encircling me
I am happy and at peace
Sheltered here
He kisses my forehead
Hears all my thoughts
And understands them
I smile as I drift
Off to sleep
Content with a smile
Of happiness etched on my face
The bus creaks and rattles
As I wake up
To a cold and dreary
Valentine morning
Alone
And surrounded by
Happy smiling couples.
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