It's - Alexander Biggs

If there’s anything to make me feel I’m worth it all

It’s when I bled over your neck, and I cleaned it off

You kissed me and we laughed you said you didn’t mind

Then we ran back to bed and I held you tight

It’s the sound of your breath, dear

The rise in your chest and

The light in your eyes and

The dreams in your head

Got so close to you that our eyes crossed

Then I swam into yours when they opened up

It’s the small of your back, dear

The curves of your legs

The life in your smile and

The around your neck

The crease by your nose

When you laugh about things I said