Tangled in the sheets, our skin naked, connected and joined. Our fingers kiss our skin, our mouths brush up against in tingly kisses, our tongues dance in teasing tastes. 

My face is blushed, the heat of after glow brightening my skin, my eyes tired and half mast. My mind reeling in rememberance. Rememberance of how he had my body, how the sun set as I flooded the length of him. As we watched the sun, the waves, the tenderness of night take hold while crying out in greedy passion. 

The sheets are now wrapped around us tightly, skin on skin, soul to soul, his arms my home, his eyes my temple, and his heartbeat my song.