Wrapped in your strong warm arms my mind is safe to wonder.
My view is limited from our tangled possition but my eyes see so much,
they flicker over our bodies and study our connection.
My hands are thin and gentle held in yours,
skin some how softer with your touch.
Our relaxed limbs rest.
There, my frame is framed by yours
a feeling never spoken but often felt;
next to you I’m beautiful.