Coming to You
Some nights sleep is secondary.
You are sleeping, lying softly on your side; the moonlight highlights your body, accenting your smooth hips and narrow waist. I approach closer; I hear your soft breaths, so soothing… it warms my soul. I remove my robe, as it drops, my nude body is bathed in the soft light. I kneel on the bed, you murmur softly and I gently kiss your lips. Your lips respond, for even in your dreams, you know my touch. I stroke your head a...