The best part of my day

As I laid in bed last night waiting for sleep to wash over me, I began thinking. I was thinking how absolutly comfortable I was and am most every night, lying in bed with her. I am so warm, cozy, I don't think about anything else but her, how much I am in love with her, how I love the feel of her skin. The way she presses her little butt against my stomach, the way my bicept fits perfectly into her curve above her hip, how my hand fits perfectly into the one of 3 places she holds it, either under her chin, against her heart, or on her breast all of which her fingers intertwine mine. The way I pull my pillow up slightly on hers but only my ear rests on it. My cheek rests slightly on her shoulderblade, I bury my nose slightly into the middle of her back feeling the warmth of my breath as it caroms off her shirt. Sometimes I lift my leg up in between hers every place my body touches hers gleams from the heat of our love. I can't put into words the euphoria that I feel, it's like Heaven, every night I die and get to sleep in Heaven. I get the chance to hold a lovely seraph all night long. The last thing I see when I fall asleep and the first I see in the morning, I couldn't ask for more.