My Sanctuary

Published: February 2006

In your arms
Time stops for a brief moment
We're in our own world
Worries or thoughts
Completely gone
Focused on each other
Speaking briefly
Or in peaceful silence
We enjoy each other's presence

I take in the way you smell
Masculine with a hint of sensitivity thrown in
Holding your hand
Studying your long, slender fingers
Your hand as a whole
Strong, yet gentle

Memorizing every detail of your face
Your long lashes
Covering your blue-grey eyes
With flecks of green
Your aquiline nose
That balances your long lean face
Just right