Those moments when I'm laying in his arms. Solace takes hold, wrapping around me like the blanket of his warmth that never ceases to soothe me as my eyes flutter.
When moments ago, we were wrapped in each other thinking of nothing else but the feel of each others bodies, and the way his skin tastes on my lips. His flesh is all I crave in those moments. His breath on my back, on my neck, or against my cheek. His weight pressed gently against me, and I feel more complete with each passing moment.
Relaxation is what melts me into his embrace and makes me long for it to last longer than it ever does. Time passes, only minutes, twenty, and then his warmth escapes me. He is once again gone, but his memory still lingering on my skin. The scent of his body surrounding me.
Soon, my love. We won't have to say goodbye.
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