If we were together
“Good morning my love” what a sweet, heart melting voice it is, like honey was dripping from his words, just as the sunshine reflected from his white shiny shoulders he looked like a Greek god. The best mornings of my life.
When I woke up next to the person who makes my heart beat like a drum roll. My b…. or …….
We were in a hotel room. The hotel suit is grand, lavishly and more than worth of its money but it didn’t mattered because all I could see was him. The scent of his body, the strips of his messy hair and the same old metallic glasses. There was nothing new to me about this things but the feeling was beyond everything.
I thought to myself was the sun always this bright, was the air always this dreamy, was the world always this beautiful or I am enchanted by this man. Whatever it was, it made me feel like I was on top of the world.
We were on the bed with white sheets, on white pillows and under the white blanket. The warmth of his half bare body radiates through mine. The memories of last night comes running back to me when for the first time I felt safe in someone’s arms.
We were talking and watching the movie and I fell asleep on his chest, he held me gently it was so comforting that it didn’t matter if doom fell on earth tomorrow because today I am his and he is mine.
In morning when he said good morning I wished that I could wake up like this every day looking at his smiling face and in his strong arms.
