Sunday, April 19, 2009

Snuggles

Late autumn afternoon. Slightly chilly.

And where I was, ideal.

And what I felt, bliss.

Wrapped by a fur quilt and the secure embrace of the one...

It was just nice.

A peculiar 'niceness' that I have not experienced from similar situations with anybody else. Not even him before. But the now is all that matters sometimes.

Snuggles, footsies, tracing the contours of his back with my figers, and occassionally making poor attempts to decipher what lies beyond his dark eyes.

The only thing left for me to do, exhale.

I love him.

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