Silence In My Arms
Awaken from my sleep, I smell the scent of her hair; as she face the other side silently hearing her breathe intoxicating her to sleep peacefully. Slowly, I linger my fingers around her waist while admiring every curve, every part of her body.
Suddenly, she took my hand and hold it tight around hers; still in her sleep but her subconscious mind told her that I am here; possessing her, adoring her, wanting her; that part of her knowing I am here.
Gently, I kiss her neck while uttering, “I love you. I love you knowing that you are mine. I’m here to stay. I love you indefinitely”.
She faced me, stroke my long wavy hair; as her eyes looking at mine, “I’m yours and you are mine. We both know that this thing we have is unacceptable by the people; you are “her” and I’m a “she”; but I can force myself to stop to love you, every inch part of you; your mind, your soul, your body, your thoughts. Every single one of it matters to me” whispered her in tranquility.
As her hands exploring the mount on my chest and mine at hers; our lips locked and seal; knowing we are here, creating stories and chapters that one is longing to have, to do, to experience and to own.
Her, my midnight thought as I was to her.
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