Bed time

There is a comfortable post-sex silence. We lie in each
Other’s company, soaked in each other, with nothing
But the sound of our own breathing to keep pace.
I look over to your glowing face and feel content with
The knowledge that I’m responsible for that. There is
A world outside those shutters that we haven’t been
A part of for at least two hours, we’ve been too busy
Exploring each other’s powers and what effects they
Have on each other. It is the novelty of enjoying a
Brand new lover. There are no nerves of failure, we
Are too consumed in each other. Our legs are inter-
Twined. Our fingers twist around each other like
Friends that have been parted by a terrible war. Our
Bodies are in a state of love at first sight that neither
Of us have experienced before. We look over to the
Door, laugh about our reluctance to move from the
Bed where we have spent the morning making our
Very own heaven. We’re not ready to leave yet.