Within the Depths of My Imagination

We go to the shower, both bodies sticky from holding eachother. Kissing eachother. Touching eachother. You turn it on, water steaming, and step in. You put your head under the water, and I watch water trickle over your lips, down the length of your neck, and down the rest of your gorgeous body. The chocolate streams down you and makes a river of color to the drain. I step in behind you and hold you for a moment. Catching the moment with my mind. With my eyes. With my hands. I lay my ear against your back and listen to your heart beat, as I run my hands down the front of your body. Down your arms. Over your hands. I link our fingers. You pull our hands up and kiss them, now tenderly. Filled with warmth. I walk to your front, water flowing over me now, and I kiss you. Our eyes speaking paragraphs to eachother. I kiss down to your chest, where your heart hides, as if my kiss would unlock it and let me inside. We hold each other, legs barely able to stand, and listen to the water rushing over us for a moment. Some time passes before we let the moment go and leave the shower. We dry off and walk into your bedroom. It's warm. Welcoming. You turn out the lights, I grab your hand and pull you closer, as I wanted to do when the night began. We step into bed together, and as we lay down, I smile to myself, happy I can make you safe by my side.