...Morning
The rain had been constant for the past few hours. I woke to the light drumming, the pattern disrupted by the trees - a hypnotic syncopation that lulled one to close their eyes in exchage for bliss. For just a moment I lay there, eyes closed, listening to the world drifting in through the half open window, bringing sounds and smells of earth, growth, and life. My hand floated over to your thigh under the sheet, where the silk of your skin was profound in its smoothness, drawing me to roam up and down your naked form admiring the curves and firmness of woman. You were lying on your back, head resting on the fluffed pillow, shallow breaths raising and lowering your chest. The sheet was pulled up just past your firm round breasts, held in hands, as if reflecting modesty. I propped up on my side, resting on my elbow and just looked at you, as if recognizing beauty for the first time. So lovely, so calm, your expression one of total peace, with just a hint of a smile flickerin...