Jamás hubo un accidente tan bonito como cuando se cruzaron tu mirada y la mía.

I want...

I want to sleep with you.
I dont´t mean have sex.
I mean sleep. Together.
Under my blankets. In my bed.
With my arm around you.
And your hand on my chest.
With the window cracked.
So it's chilly and we have to cuddle closer.
No talking.
Just sleepy, blissfully happy, silence.

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