The passion of the evening has passed.
My head is on my pillow,
as is yours.
We are laying on our sides,
facing one another.
I look at your face.
You are wearing a lovely smile.
We share our deepest secrets
in whispered conversation.
Your beautiful brown eyes
draw my soul into them.
I see an aura around you.
You look like an angel.
As I reach to hold your hand.
It is so small in mine.
It feels so soft and warm.
I know I’m where I belong.
As we drift off to sleep.
Enjoying the afterglow…
