I lay on my stomach, looking at ...

I lay on my stomach, looking at my lover sleep.

Looking at the way only one side of his mouth puckered slightly as he snored

Gentle snoring, soft, peaceful



My eyes moved down to his stomach. I looked at the curve of his stomach and marvelled at it

I lay my hand on his chest, feeling his heart beat for a moment then gently touching the hair on his chest before moving my hand away, not wanting to disturb but yet...



Moving so not to wake him I left the bed and went to the bathroom, looked at myself in the mirror, fixed my hair and wondered what to do next. I did the only thing I could, I went back to bed and looked at him some more. I lay there for as long as my restless mind would let me, seeing the shadows lengthen in the room, hearing the soft snoring continue.



My first attempts at waking him resulted only in him pulling me close and holding me to him, tightening his grip everytime it seemed as if I was trying to move away, lying there in his arms and listening as the snores began tentatively once more.



How I wish I could sleep, I could not sleep, so I lay in my lover's arms, breathed him in and waited.