Your hand clenched the back of my head.  
Clothes scattered around the room.
My hands slide down your body like they have a thousand times before.
It still feels so familiar.
You whisper.
" I missed you"
I pull your body into mine even more,
We haven't been intimate like this in a while.
Knives in my back, not of betrayal, of
Love.  
Your body is an earthquake underneath me.
But, you do not bring pain.
Life breathes out of you, fills the air around you.
Fills me.
Our bodies wrapped together, I don't know if there's a more beautiful scene than that.