Tonight I watch the entire movie out of one eye.
My head rests on your chest and I am too comfortable to move for an unimpeded view. When you take a deeper breath your chest blocks half the screen, and for those moments I have only the corner and the soundtrack to go by, and even then the audio is distorted by your sometimes heavier breath and racetrack heart pounding round it's steady course.
Your body is a marvel, and I feel jealous of how perfectly that word fits your curvature.
I want to be this perfect for you.
Your limbs were designed to fit neatly into their tidy joints and to get in the way in precisely THIS way. Fashioned to lie lumpy while lying perfectly flat, so your girlfriend can rest her cheek to your chest as you, propped up on her princess pillows, have the perfect view and aim to kiss her pretty head by.
How could the watching of a movie be more perfect? I am hoping for a double feature.
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