I find myself in the waking hours,Still laying safely in your arms. Our bodies pressed tightly as ifPerfectly fit pieces of a jigsaw. You lay stroking my hairAs I place gentle kisses upon your chest. Legs still entangled,Locking us together as one. Your head now resting upon mine, I listen as your heart beats inThe same rhythm as my own. Intoxicated by the warmth of your armsAnd the sweetness of your whispers. Your hand r...