Unspoken But Known
We are in my bed, just finished making love, and I would lie on the side facing away from him. I would just close my eyes for a little while, and I would feel him kiss my shoulders so tenderly, as if I might break on first contact. He would leave trail of kisses there, up to my back, my thighs, and he would face me towards him, and it was there— desire, love and passion, burning in his eyes, as if they were a bed of coals. Eye to eye, skin to skin, no material separates us but a small space where we exchange gasps of breath. He would then kiss my lips until we could no longer think to need air, holding me in place as if i might turn into a wisp of smoke. Those moments, bursting of intimacy and shown feelings, are when I can think that life is so much greater, when you can share it with someone you adore and love.