Sunday stories

With a beating heart
 you have my body 
Supple in luxurious skin 
Healing in the nest 
napping
Cheek to cheek 
Content
To swallow the moment
A taste to savor 
all day 
My Quiet mind comforted 
Relaxed when you called me
Mine
Your girlfriend stands in line
Heart lingering 
Light leading me home
Settle down my dear 
I'm a whisper in your ear 
A touch you forgot you could feel
As you heal in this little hand you hold 
Let's not be cold 
As bones grow old 
For one more second lets feel life 
Inside 
Beating hearts and all