829. Sleep, my lover
The moments after making love with you
are what I treasure best,
catching our breaths after
making each other’s heart race,
wrapped in each other’s arms
like we still can’t let go.
You press a kiss against my hair,
I snuggle deeper into your arms.
We drift off, our needs still in sync,
sleeping with bodies intertwined,
loving, peaceful, calm in sleep
until the heat builds up again.









