Simple

Her eyes open as the sun filters in
A smile graces her lips
She feels him next to her
The warmth and memories returning
She slowly swims to the surface
The fog of slumber slipping away
Her hand reaches over
Fingertips brush across his side
She's testing
To see if he really is there
To see if she wasn't dreaming still
He was real
A gentle smile plays over her lips
Fingertips sliding beneath the blankets
Teasing lightly over his flesh
Toying with his subconscious
She'd use her gentle touch
Teasing, soft, loving
To pull him from the depths of slumber
Wake him up in a most pleasant fashion
What could be simpler than a morning;
Spent next to one you love?
Curled close to their form
Sharing their warmth and love
Her eyes met his as they open
A smile tugs at the corners of his lisp
His hand coming to rest lightly upon her hip
A contented silence hangs in the air
Her head moves forward
A gentle kiss placed to his lips
Teasing nip follows
A mirthful, contented giggle
The kiss returned
A nip of his own given
Slight pinch of her flesh
Soft, deep chuckle
Her fingertips retreat
Her form slips from the bed
A teasing glance offered
Footsteps toward the bathroom
Rush of water filtering out
Shower running
A hand in the doorway
Fingertip beckoning him within
Rising he follows her trail
Bathroom entered
Her form already beneath the water
Slick and glistening
Brief moments stolen in admiration
Memorizing again what he knew by heart
The flesh he knew the taste and feel of
Places he knew would increase her pleasure
Finally, he joined her beneath warm water
Hands splaying over her flesh
Passion and arousal building
Eyes glistening with want and love
Fires of desire: rage and consume
Bodies joined as one once more
Morning sun glistening through the window
As two find truth in the simple things