Afterglow

I lay on top of him
Still panting heavily.
Sweat dripping
Over our bodies
Soaking the thin
Sheet hiding
Exposed flesh.
He looks down at me
As I look up at him
Looking down at me
And I know
It is real.
As his fingers get
Entangled in thick coils
Mine trail the
Outline of his chest.
Drifting off to a
Place beyond
Where the clouds
reach,
Yet always and
Forever in his arms.

©Danie Rae