Mourns Grace

Your light caress is still playing on repeat in my mind.
Last night was so easy.

With your light kiss on my forehand and our deeper kisses. Today I mourn their lost.

Your warm breath on my neck that sends chills down my spine.

What is this effect you have on me?

Lying in your arms still feels like home, even after all this time.

Waking up and knowing that you are there. Knowing that even for as brief as it was, it was the highlight of my weekend.