Night Vision

Sun bleached curtains pulled tightly shut against the ominous ink black sky. The night buzzed with unspoken words, her thoughts flickered and twinkled like stars. She lay still and quiet listening to his breathing, her pale hand rested on his warm chest. Comforted by the tribal beat of his heart, she was lulled by the rhythmic rocking of his breath. Curled up and comfortable in the boat he provided, safely anchored on top of the endless ocean of sleep.


Val said...

Your writing on this his flawless. You've very artfully described the safety and contentment...the joy of finding true love.

Singer said...

Thanks very much Val, it is always good to hear from you. x