My lover

The beat moved my sleeping mind. Rhythmic, hypnotising. I awake to the soft light of dawn peaking through whatever folds in the curtains that could be found. The dust motes danced, swirled softly to the music the was moving my soul from within. I stretched my body, muscles taught. There was soreness all over but I welcomed it. The strength that I had almost forgotten was returning to me slowly. I drank it in. He shifts in his sleep next to me. The movement draws my attention away from the dust and down to the smooth back stretched out to my left. he breathes heavy. I reach out, his skin is smooth, warm and cool at the same time. I slide down under the blankets. Wrap myself around him, my left arm buried in pillows, my right curving around his side and settling on the muscles in his stomach. I rest my face in between his shoulder blades. he shifts again. Grabs my right hand, kisses it, then pulls me closer. I take a deep breath, and then sleep takes me again.