Breathless

Breathless

The dip of his shoulder felt like it was made for me.
I lay there, struggling to take in the perfection of the moment.
I could hear his heart beating under his chest,
as loud and as fast as my own.
His heart raced through the masses of thoughts with my own,
as we lay there,
breathless.

His skin was so smooth,
I run my fingers up and down the ridges that make up his perfect body,
up and down,
my fingers danced around his chest,
as we lay there,
in perfect silence.

His hand catches mine,
his fingers wrap around mine like the covers that were wrapped around us.
Stitched together,
his hand promises mine it wont let go.

His breath was warm,
whispering soft words into my ear that that travelled all the way down my neck and arms.
His voice comforts me,
as the rest of the world falls away,
and we lay there,
completely
breathless.