I remember the first night
We spent as one.
Long, sensual caresses
Against scarred ivory skin.
Tender kisses
On plush pink lips
With the taste of strawberries
We had eaten earlier
On our little picnic
Under the weeping willows.
Whispered promises
And gentle whispers of I love you
Seemed so loud in the quiet of the night.
Sweet rosy blushes
The rubbing of fabric against skin
Being taken off
As two souls
Joined together
For the very first time.
Exploring hands and lips
Quickened breaths
Fingers intertwined
In silky locks
Aware
So very, very
Aware
Of even the smallest sensations
Body on edge
I had never felt so free
So.....loved.
Afterward we lay
In the scratchy, dewy grass
With the warmth of the blanket
And each other's arms.
The moon shone against the still water
Making it glitter like your eyes.
Loving forehead kisses
And smooth fingertips
running up my back.
So content.
I felt at peace
I felt safe
I felt at home.
And in that moment
Everything was perfect.
