She opened her eyes the next morning to find herself loosened from his grip that she so distinctly remembers from when she went to sleep. She felt as the sun came in through her window and warmed her face. It was so comforting, so perfect, so beautiful, the sun rising over the ocean that was her backyard.
She turned to see that his arms and legs were extended in all different directions and that made her laugh a little. She covered her mouth trying not to wake him. Then she looked at his face; such an extravagant glow came from his is skin, such a natural glow. Like a kiss of sun coming out of each and every pour of his face. She watched him sleep for at least twenty minutes, just watching him breathe, watching his eyes twitch, watching as his eyes opened and he was awake. Something in that moment made her fall in love with him all over again.
“Good morning” she said, her cheery voice like a bird singings sweetly.
“Hello love” his voice is cracked and airy as he makes his return from his dream like state.
She touches his face and kisses his lips softly.
“What was that for?” he said, just wanting to hear what she was going to say, wanting to hear her voice.
“I think I am in love with you”
“Really… hmm I was wondering why you were still in my bed.”
They laughed. And she kissed him again, over and over until it just turned into one long kiss. When it was over, she stared into his eyes and touched his face, outlining his features with her fingertips as he ran his fingers through her hair.
“Today,” she said and then closed her eyes- her lashes touching the tip of her cheek bones as she smiled- took a deep breath and continued “Today, we will stay in bed.”
“And why might we do that?” he asked wrapping his hand around her waist and bringing her closer to him.
“Because today is perfect and I want to spend it staring out the window, looking at the perfect sky, listening to you breath, and talk, and live, and feel you around me. Today I want to be with you and you alone, no one else to worry about.”
“I like the way that sounds.” He said and kissed her on the forehead.
They closed their eyes and listened to each other. Each other talk. Each other breath. Each other smile. Each others heart beat. Each other live. They listened. And in their listening they found it. They found their happiness. Their happy place, their utopia.
