To be in her bed after hours of sex, curled up and tangled among the sheets. Our playlist humming in the background. Her fresh underwear and t-shirt drowning my body as I tuck under her chin and wrap myself around her. We kiss and talk in soft voices endless praise about how well each other did. The scent of our love overpowering in the room. The warmth of each other keeping us safe until we drift off to sleep with adoration dying on our tongues. Our noses touching. Our hands on each other’s waists and our lips a millimetre apart.














