He sleeps
breathing deeply,
heavily,
his back steaming
against hers.
She is wishing for his embrace,
longing for his arm across her breast,
his breath tangling in her hair.
She wishes.
He sighs with weighty somulance
then rolls away, settling on the far edge,
of the king sized bed.
His breath comes in rumbling groans and mutterings.
She sighs,
wishing for his embrace
but finding sleep’s instead.
Shawn L. Bird 
and I would have been happy to just find sleep last night… 🙂
I find it SOOO hard to transition! I toss for ages, and when I need to be up at 7:30 a.m. it’s not good to fall asleep at 3 a.m.!
Hope you sleep tonight!
and you also
Lovely!
Thanks, Silvia!
Hope you sleep well, Shawn. It was always nicer to sleep while holding my love.
🙂
Hey there Shawn! I haven’t really dropped you any comments before, but I want you to know that I love your work. Every piece you write is worth reading. Thank you for always putting smiles on my face. 🙂
Thank you, Kanika! That’s very kind of you to say.
This is heavenly, Shawn 🙂
Thanks, CC
it’s very good 🙂
Thank you, Steven.