In the darkness of the night we are alone
The only two souls in the world,
Lenient to eachothers words and gifts.
Non-existant is outside the window
Where the night is a blanket,
And the crickets are the only others alive
It is just you and I,
In this quiet house,
And this quiet room.
What joy it is to feel warmth,
In your arms- skin against skin
Soft and smooth...
Together.
How I wish that this moment wasn't just a memory-
But forever into the night,
Into all nights.
Ceaseless.