Skin To Skin
The silence of the night slowly creeps upon us. The cars going by in the street dwindle in number by the hour, the gradual light of the sun replaced by the warm glowing lamps in the master bedroom, and the hustle bustle of people around the neighborhood fading away into the air conditioned white noise.
We both lay on the king size bed, staring into each other’s eyes, shielded from the vulnerableness of nudity by our skimpy undergarments. The heat of intimacy filling our hearts and an ever present desire needing to be quenched, we lean in for a kiss. I feel the slight metallic drag on my face and I look at her hand with the emerald on her ring finger as she rubs over the metal engraving on my own left hand, symbolizing a bond that will never die in us and a lustful passion that fuels us every day.