Her head rests gently
on my shoulders

Our fingers laced warmly
together

And I can feel her pulse
in palm, as I am sure
she feels the heart
beating in my
chest.

My hand swims freely
through the sea
of her hair.

Ne'er         faltering,
ne'er questioning
purpose.

The smell of perfume
clings      tightly
to my clothes

All these things, I experience
in     her     company
and oh how I long
for them to stay