It was the sound of rain pelting the ground outside my open window that woke me. Just moments before my arm was draped over you with your back spooned against my chest. Your skin soft and cool on mine with a faint scent of vanilla rising from your hair as I drew you in.

I rubbed my eyes open and to my disappointment found the pillow wrapped in my arms and not you. Whether you dream in color or black and white. Whether you sleep in lingerie or lounge pants the feeling is the same. Safety, nakedness, and the intimacy that two hearts can share.💞 💋

LB