In the small hours,
alone with my thoughts of you,
I feel you touching me.
I feel your warm skin softly nestle
next to mine
as Nox wraps us in
her dark embrace.
Breathing as one,
we silently explore
the landscape of us.
There are no words for this learning.
Oct 15, 2013
Oct 15, 2013 at 4:00 AM UTC
In the small hours,
alone with my thoughts of you,
I feel you touching me.
I feel your warm skin softly nestle
next to mine
as Nox wraps us in
her dark embrace.
Breathing as one,
we silently explore
the landscape of us.
There are no words for this learning.
