a private moment.

you are there my sweet. laying peacefully in a deep slumber. I cherish this private moment with you every time, i get to watch you without being seen. Your perfect skin beckons my caress but i dare not wake you when you look so serene. I wonder at my luck, how could you passably want me. My heart flutters for a moment, breath quickened. I rub my hand down my thy, its itching to touch you. It wants to explore every inch of you, to take your skin like a map to memory. Maby if i can read this map i will find the treasures underneath. When you twitch i feel a pang of anxiety, i know that when you wake you will leave. My hold on you is as fragile as a bubble, the slightest breath of air and i fear you will be gone. I remember you putting your arm around me as you fell asleep. That strong arm pulling me in made my world stop. I closed my eyes with a smile on my face and a smug feeling in my tummy. As i drifted off i desired nothing more than to make you smile, to pamper and love you. The reflection is vivid and bursting with desire, my chest hurts from containing it. As always doubt and comprehension creep in. I look at your gorgeous face. Who said dreaming didn’t hurt anyone. The day i don’t hear back from you my dream will be shattered. I check my private moment and tare my eyes away. Its not his fault your just a fuck.