Carefully I remove myself from the groove of your arm. I unwillingly give up my warm space in the spoon of your body, and the shock of leaving that comfort wakens me quickly.
Quietly I sit beside you on the bed to watch the rhythmic up and down of your chest. The even flow of your breath in and out hypnotizes me and my eyes glaze over. Automatic and deliberately my heart beats in unison with your animated spirit.
The whispered sighs of your sleeping self catch me by surprise resulting in the swell of emotions rising from the depths of soul in tornado-like swiftness. My body sways to and fro like the faithful praying at temple.
The casual calm of your form stirs a wanton desire within me. The bacchanal impulse to drag you from your slumber builds and tests my ever-weakening restraint. But I let you sleep savoring this pregnant moment in the dark, which has tattooed itself on my skin..on my mind..on my heart.
With the faith of an aerial acrobat falling into the safety net below, I lay down in the crevices of your body. And I sleep.
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