laying next to me,
she's beautiful.
The sheets follow the curves of her body.
Downwards, cutting left,
and right.
the sharp cuts of her curves;
while she slowly breathes.
She's asleep.
However, the excitement her body brings
would make you think otherwise.
I hear her laugh
her groan
mumble
giggle
yell
smile
cry
echoing in the depths of my head
just by looking at her beautiful face.
My bed
an oversized canvas.
laying here is a beautiful work of art
curled up
peaceful
asleep.
I smile.
As I sit on this canvas with her;
this
artistic piece
i become part of the composition
I feel like i belong here
painted together as one.