The Space Between Your Neck and Your Shoulder

I so badly want to rest my head,
In that space between your shoulder and your neck.
To breathe in your smell,
Cologne, coffee, deodorant as well.
I feel at peace when I finally rest,
In that space between your shoulder and your neck.

And I'll let you kiss me where it scares me to be kissed,
Because cradled in your arms,
There's no way I could resist.

Where your collar ends,
And your shoulder begins,
That is where my heaven is.

The Smell After You

I would never wish to rid the pillows
Of your scent.
The cologne that permeates the fabric,
Lingers in my mind and my airways.
And the memories of your head on the pillows,
Play through my mind.
And I drift into dreaming
Of you.