In and out. Slow and occasionally shuddering. Her breath escaped her thin, slightly-parted lips like a whisper, so steady, yet almost musical in his ears; poetic and calming, sending warm flows of ecstasy through his veins, pulsating with every loving beat of his heart.
Two hours; just lying beside this picture of beauty, watching her unflinchingly, and never tiring of the sound of her sleepy breathing, or the occasional flutter or her eyes. She looked so peaceful and the determined, hardened look that she adopted by day was lost from her features. He preferred her like this. She had the look of a little girl, so innocent and loving, with no real experience of pain or hurt.
Time ticked past, each moment melting into the next so effortlessly, and sleep passed his weary eyes by, drifting over his head as if completely unaware of his presence and penetrating the sleeping beauty beside him, feeding on her exhaustion and filling her with the repose she so desperately needed. He almost resented her for her ability to sleep, yet if sleep was to choose only one of them, he was glad it was she. He could offer her so little, but he'd gift to her the unspoilt release of sleep if he could.
And he just lay and watched her, completely content to stay in this spotless sanctuary of locking his gaze upon her warm features.
She stirred, lifting her arm and turning over, inhaling deeply as if refreshed by the cool air flowing through her lips. Her face turned away from him, he at first thought that she had not awoken from her trance-like state, until she spoke, quietly and soothingly to his ears that rang with the sharp silence.
"You're awake." He simply smiled in response, not knowing what to say, but realising that if he did, he may spoil the moment between them. There were times when both knew that words were unnecessary, and neither spoke in recognition of this point, neither wishing to damage the level of understanding that had erupted between them on that day when he'd died...and she'd brought him back.
They rarely spoke of it. It was just understood that that was how it had happened. And that was for a reason.
Neither had spoken the fact that each of them separately acknowledged that reason was that so they could be together. Yet each had a vague idea that that was the belief of the other. It was an unspoken nexus between them, binding them together in a tacit truce.
He stretched his arm over her, pulling her body towards him, exulting in the radiance of her body, sending tingling sensations through his every nerve. She fell back into him, positioning her head perfectly into position in his neck, resting beneath his chin. Their bodies locked together flawlessly, as if they had been designed to lie in this position together. Like destiny.
He kissed her hair, burying his face in it and breathing in her scent, engulfed in her aura, making him catch his breath in adoration and due to his unrestrained emotions. She twisted her head around and met his mouth with her own, staring straight through his eyes and into his soul, losing herself in his love for her, seeing all that he possessed, as their mouths connected. Neither shut their eyes.
Impeccable harmony enveloped them, locked in an embrace of passion, tasting each other, breathing in the resplendence of their love and neither caring to use words, which, they'd discovered, rendered useless in their mutual understanding of the thoughts of the other.
Rapture exploding, filling each heart and mind, it's sweet effects sprinkling down onto them, spreading its brilliant lustre.
Two hours; just lying beside this picture of beauty, watching her unflinchingly, and never tiring of the sound of her sleepy breathing, or the occasional flutter or her eyes. She looked so peaceful and the determined, hardened look that she adopted by day was lost from her features. He preferred her like this. She had the look of a little girl, so innocent and loving, with no real experience of pain or hurt.
Time ticked past, each moment melting into the next so effortlessly, and sleep passed his weary eyes by, drifting over his head as if completely unaware of his presence and penetrating the sleeping beauty beside him, feeding on her exhaustion and filling her with the repose she so desperately needed. He almost resented her for her ability to sleep, yet if sleep was to choose only one of them, he was glad it was she. He could offer her so little, but he'd gift to her the unspoilt release of sleep if he could.
And he just lay and watched her, completely content to stay in this spotless sanctuary of locking his gaze upon her warm features.
She stirred, lifting her arm and turning over, inhaling deeply as if refreshed by the cool air flowing through her lips. Her face turned away from him, he at first thought that she had not awoken from her trance-like state, until she spoke, quietly and soothingly to his ears that rang with the sharp silence.
"You're awake." He simply smiled in response, not knowing what to say, but realising that if he did, he may spoil the moment between them. There were times when both knew that words were unnecessary, and neither spoke in recognition of this point, neither wishing to damage the level of understanding that had erupted between them on that day when he'd died...and she'd brought him back.
They rarely spoke of it. It was just understood that that was how it had happened. And that was for a reason.
Neither had spoken the fact that each of them separately acknowledged that reason was that so they could be together. Yet each had a vague idea that that was the belief of the other. It was an unspoken nexus between them, binding them together in a tacit truce.
He stretched his arm over her, pulling her body towards him, exulting in the radiance of her body, sending tingling sensations through his every nerve. She fell back into him, positioning her head perfectly into position in his neck, resting beneath his chin. Their bodies locked together flawlessly, as if they had been designed to lie in this position together. Like destiny.
He kissed her hair, burying his face in it and breathing in her scent, engulfed in her aura, making him catch his breath in adoration and due to his unrestrained emotions. She twisted her head around and met his mouth with her own, staring straight through his eyes and into his soul, losing herself in his love for her, seeing all that he possessed, as their mouths connected. Neither shut their eyes.
Impeccable harmony enveloped them, locked in an embrace of passion, tasting each other, breathing in the resplendence of their love and neither caring to use words, which, they'd discovered, rendered useless in their mutual understanding of the thoughts of the other.
Rapture exploding, filling each heart and mind, it's sweet effects sprinkling down onto them, spreading its brilliant lustre.