The passion of the evening has passed.

My head is on my pillow,

as is yours.

We are laying on our sides,

facing one another.

I look at your face.

You are wearing a lovely smile.

We share our deepest secrets

in whispered conversation. 

Your beautiful brown eyes 

draw my soul into them.

I see an aura around you.

You look like an angel.

As I reach to hold your hand.

It is so small in mine.

It feels so soft and warm.

I know I'm where I belong.

As we drift off to sleep.

Enjoying the afterglow...