The quiet moments...

They're what I live for. That moment when in a tangled mess of limbs, long messy hair and bare skin touching, you realize that it is inconceivable that anyone could be comfortable in that position, for very long.  

Except me, and except you. 

Because I can feel the heat of your skin, hear the beat of your heart and if I tilt my head just a little, can see the corner of your mouth lifted in a soft smile. 

Because you can feel the heat of my skin, and the beat of my heart and if you tilt your head just a little, you see my smiling eyes peeking up at you. 

And we know, that numb limbs are inevitable, but missing out on the opportunity to be this close is what is really inconceivable. 

So we stay, and remain still in those moments, hours, days. Relishing the quiet, the closeness, and the peace. 

My moments spent with you.