Morning breaks with the sunlight peeking through the curtain.
Light stretches it's way across the room,
blinding and beautiful.
Reaching for him,
I need him close because time won't last.
This isn't reality,
we have been tinkering with hour glasses.
Finally able to pause the world.
My head swims as I inhale his scent.
I had to much to drink last night,
dive bars and napkin poetry set the tone.
Adventures and exploration,
ending with erupting satisfaction.
I've been swept away,
lost and entangled in the bedsheets.
One earring missing,
my bare skin pressed to him.
I don't want to leave this room,
but check out is soon and we can't linger much longer.
He was mine for a moment,
tucking another secret behind sealed lips,
and trying to get a grip on my beating heart.
