Love?

Love…

That’s all anybody wants, right?

To feel safe and warm all night

Finding herself held tight in his embrace

Her heart frantically begins to race

His searing green eyes drink her in

Sparks ignite against her petal soft skin

Tangled in cold sheets until first light

Welcoming the morning rays that shine bright

Admiring the glints of yellow glowing across his face

As her fingertips lightly caress his jaw at a lazy pace

Her heart soaring knowing this is not a fantasy

Because he centers her, becoming her gravity

-A. Stuebbe