My favourite place

The rich smell of warmth and life
Permeates a coffee brownness
That wraps itself around me.

My entire being sighs
Saturated with a heavy laziness
That accumulates on my eyelids.

In the moment before
The comfort of sleep envelopes me
I draw in a deep breath
Absorbing it all,
To the core of my being.

The darkness that feels like home
The sound of our slow deep breathing,
Unconsciously synchronised
The warmth of his breath on my cheek
The weight of his arm around me
The steadiness of his heartbeat
The familiar smell of our mingled sweat
The softness of his lips

And as the inevitability of sleep washes over me
We whisper to each-other
The familiar but ever new truth
Pressed between our meeting lips.


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