It is a feeling out place
when I am not nudged between the sheets
and his body.
Nestled between the moment of bliss and lust
balanced with the perfect shape
between his lips and our fate.
The minds of dreamers mixed with wonders,
and the dash of over thinkers,
with tucked away secrets
into those bed sheets.
Yet heartbeat at ease calms the youthful minds
proving that life outside is a tease of its own kind
He makes it feel safe
allowing to explore and
to expose my vulnerability.
We play all day, and through the night,
and we seem to forget about life outside
It just him and I
Everything is right.
It is a sculpted love,
and we have shaped it so perfectly.
Tucked away so effortlessly.