Snuggling against your body
I feel your warmth
The rise and fall of your breath
My own heartbeat
As I press my chest into your back
My face fits cozily
Between your neck and the pillow
This is everything, I think
This is everything
Snuggling against your body
I feel your warmth
The rise and fall of your breath
My own heartbeat
As I press my chest into your back
My face fits cozily
Between your neck and the pillow
This is everything, I think
This is everything
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