My Dream last night..

His strong but smooth fingertips brushed the wisps of bed tossed hair from my forehead. I smiled at the tenderness of it and the warm sun beaming on my face, telling me that a beautiful new June day had begun. As he leaned over my ear I could feel his warm breath on my cheek smelling of coffee and toothpaste, Time to get up, he said in his sultry morning vocie. it rubbed against me like black velvet, stirring my senses awake. He places a soft kiss on the back of my neck and I can feel the stubble of his chin against my skin. I streach a little and then roll slowly to face him. I look into his dark chocolate eyes, and his warm lips smile against his pale skin. I run my fingers through his Jet hair and greet his smile with my own, and say good morning. Through heavy lidded eyes. My senses we're wild with the nearness of him. It just felt right, like we fit together, that this was like everyother morning in his arms. It felt good to be there. Safe warm, and comforting. His arms were home, and in that moment I new that there was no place in this universe that I would rather be at that very moment.