Random Thought #2

Kneeling in front of each other, fingers intertwined;
Bodies at closest proximity, skin to skin.

Having him all by myself after all this time.

Wrapping my arms around him, pressing my face against his chest, I whisper, 'Let's celebrate.'

He holds me tight as if to never let go.
It's something I would never get enough.
I've missed his touch for two whole months.
His care, his closeness, his love.

The days were dull,
Time ran slow,
Well, I lacked a few shades of hues that even the city seemed lifeless.

But now he has come back,
To home, to me.

Lots to be shared, much to be discussed.
But that can wait until the quench of our souls is satisfied.

'Celebrate what?' He asked as he parted my hair, baring one of my shoulders,
His fingers trace lines slowly over my back.

I look up to meet his eyes.
'Us'

And as he claims my lips with his, my wildness gets her Master.
The tempest in me just found her equal, the perfectly imperfect match.

At least, this full weekend, I have him until this Monday.