Spooning

Dale is so wonderful. I am head-over-heals in love with him. He says he feels the same way and I believe him. I have never felt so cared for, happy, excited, contented or hopeful. Yes, this is happening fast, but when it's right doubt never creeps in. And there is no doubt here. He is all I have ever wanted. I've never been in this place before, I intend to stay here forever.

I wrote him this poem, and I intend to write more for him, so - just bear with me here.

It's called

Spooning

In the dark we lie

My head nuzzled into the crux of your arm

Our fingers entangled at my breast

Your touch is gentle and comforting

The heat of your breath on my neck

Your hot flesh against my back

The rhythm of your beating heart

My hips cupped into yours

Our legs entwined

Our feet embrace

We are close

So close

Yet I long to be closer

I ache to become one with you

Two flames of one fire

Sharing the silence of the night