Little Moments

 It's the way the morning sun peeks through my bedroom curtains and kisses your smiling cheeks as you sleep in my bed-

Bundled and dreaming, I tickle your back.

The way your curls so delicately caress your face when you lean over me to kiss me...

Grabbing my face with your hands, and gazing into my eyes like you've never seen a sight like me before.

You make me feel like one of the wonders of the world, simply by the way you look at me.

It's those moments I catch you looking at me, like that, I find this knowing.

It's the smell of morning coffee that we share side by side, and the taste of coffee soaked kisses that lead to passionate morning sex.

Our bodies pressed so tightly into one another we can barely catch our breath,

Sweat dripping down our backs as we find ourselves in the most colorful fever dream.

It's the little notes we leave eachother; gentle reminders that we have one another - 

It's how many times a day we each say "I can't get enough of you" - while we know we will never have to, because our presence will have no end... yet we crave each other like the most addicting drug.

I suppose love and lust are wildly addicting-

And if that's so, I'd stay addicted to you for an eternity, 

Time and time again. 

It's you taking photos of me while I shower, while we play, or while I'm doing the most mundane things- 

If only I could see myself through your eyes- I often wonder what's on your mind,

And you respond "in time"

It's the moments you feed me food with your hands, such a small yet intimate gesture of affection-

I feel so cared for- 

It's when you wrap me so tightly in your arms, that I'm almost certain you'll never let go-

Please, don't ever let go- 

It's when my fingers trace your lips, your face, your spine- 

I'm capturing every inch of you and engraving it in my memory so that it becomes a part of my being-

You are slowly becoming just that,

A part of me. 

It's your laughter that triggers mine, 

Which triggers yours,

Which triggers mine-

A cycle we often find ourselves in,

I could live in those moments for as long as you'd let me.

It's how you don't let me walk on the inside of the street,

It's how you're so protective over me-

It's every time you're there for me-

It's all of these little moments,

That have me hooked-

Quite the feat