Can I have this moment, forever....

Mooched this picture from the Lovely Havan Fellows

The air fragrant with the smell of rain fallen over freshly cut grass. We opened the window to allow it in.  Inhaling deeply, our breaths worked as one for we had been in this position for countlessh ours now. Naked, bodies intertwined me lay on the bed. Sheets tossed carelessly this way and that from our love making.  The silence has trapped us blissfully sated.  No words were spoken between us. We knew what the other was thinking.

Ever so slightly he shifted, his hard, tanned body brushing mine. I shiver with each pass of his flesh against me wondering what great deed I had done to deserve him.  Ever smile he gave me, ever morning I woke up to him lying beside me gave me the utmost of joy.  Each time I go away I take a little piece of him with me, to cherish, to remember, to feel him.  When I return, we make love and I give that piece back.  I love him that much.

Daring to move only a little bit to inhale his scent. 

I thought, with a smile, this is what heaven smells like.

Beautifully musky with a slight tinge of aftershave and rain covered freshly cut grass.  I kissed his head. 

He whispered my name.

I touched him softly, trailing my fingertip along his shoulder down slightly and across his nipples.  He whispered my name again and again until our lips fused again. A kiss--I cannot live without the taste of him.  But the kiss ended, my breathing calmed and I snuggled closer to his warm, hardness. He fell asleep, breathing evenly.

This moment is perfect.