YouPosted: April 28, 2015
In the moment between stirring and waking, when my mind is fuzzy, I think of you.
Eyes closed, I can feel your skin, my left hand on your thigh, my right cradling your head, your hair tickling my face.
Your smell fills me.
I feel you shift your sleeping body against me.
I pull you close and kiss your shoulder.
In that moment I am lost in the wonderful void.