You.

With your wandering hands and gentle fingers.

And me with my eyes open

until daylight

seeps through the cracks in the blinds.

Illuminating,

in the early morning, us.

Awakened and chilled, huddling close together for

warmth

and the feel of anothers skin.

Eyes like

gemstones.

Pressed tightly against your body and soul.

Reflected in the silence of dawn, our quiet contentment.

With no one to hear or see

the story of our affection.

Wrapped up in one another,

lost,

in the rise of the sun on a new day

and

in the presence of

a gift,

unyieldingly cherished and treasured.