Fantasy

It’s a random Sunday morning and we’re wrapped around each other

A tangle of limbs in a California King size bed

All the room in the world……

All the space we need…….

But the distance is not a luxury that we want to take advantage of right now

I can hear his heart beating

And I notice that mine is beating in tune with his

This causes me to smile…

My eyes are closed

Hands are caressing skin

Skin is caressing skin

And we can just………be

After a moment we may talk

About everything and nothing at the same time

It’s sensual and real and passionate

Like were making love with our words

…….The best kind of foreplay

Most of the time we just listen to each other breathe

And are comforted in the simple pleasure of sharing something so pure, so trivial

On this random day, we are nothing but hands…

And skin…

And sunlight….

And caresses….

And smiles….

And on this random day, I wouldn’t wanna be anything or anywhere else

This is the purest form of our love

Nothing can touch us here……

Soon reality will storm in and the day will officially begin…

But until then I will bask in the fantasy that this can be my forever

Because one day, it will be……..

-Nique

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