mundane love

My head on your belly when you are watching TV

A kiss on the shoulder when you are getting dressed

A hug, demanded – I claim it as mine

Laughter and conversation.

But some times I am greedy and hidden in my head

I don’t understand and you don’t do either

And still, it is love.

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