Awake, they fit together. A beautiful vision of love and happiness.
Asleep, they were perfect. The missing pieces to the other’s puzzle.
He curled around her. A protective, loving cocoon.
His breath fanned the soft flesh just behind her ear.
her body snuggled into the curve of His,
every inch of skin, from her petite shoulders to her tiny feet.
They touched, tangled up together in every way.
When He moved, so did she.
When He rolled over, she curled around the back of Him,
her face resting against the beat of His heart.
If He had a hard day, she soothed Him when His teeth clenched in His sleep.
If she moved out of His grasp, He pulled her close into the warmth of His embrace once more…
A reminder of where she belonged.
They fit together as if made for each other.
There was no conscious thought. No intent. It just was.
He was her Big Spoon.
she was His little one.
Even in sleep, they were each other’s.
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Sweet Scarlet
Mom of boys. Fueled by coffee, cuddles and sunshine. Bringer of love, light and sweetness. Here to share my erotic poetry, and short stories in a variety of genres.
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