I'm lost in the notes of your breathing,
holding on to the damp nothingness
of your blank shirt and your strong arms
pulling me closer and closer to the
delicate beating of your perfect heart.

Mosquitos and ants buzzing around
eating the delicious nectar of our sweet
blood. Sweat drenching us both calling
nature to us in hopes of a midnight
snack incomparable to any other.

Stars dancing above us, one longing
to know us better falls through the
clouds only to make you wish
happiness for the both of us. The moon
shining bright white light of hope
reminding us all is well yet again.

Finally moving into bed, safe and warm
to allow sleep to over come our
sanity and hopes. Plastic butterflies
dancing above us from the ceiling
soothing me as though I were a baby
lying in a crib with my favorite blanket.

Your arms around me, bodies tight
breathing shallowly in sync as eyes
flutter closed once more off to a land
better than that of dreams. Oh how I
love this first memory of sanity
and risk. Oh how I love the feel
of this moment and of you pressed
ever so gently against me.

Please don't ever let this moment
fade, for I cannot recall ever being
more sane, more hopeful, or any
more perfect in the company of another.