I can’t see. I can only hear. And what I do hear is your heavy breaths beside me. Your chest is heaving. I can feel it as your body lies so very close to mine. You’re on your stomach while I’m on my back. You, with your eyes closed and me staring at the ceiling. But I’m blinded. And I can’t see.

Exhausted. We both are. My body tingles in places as if your touch was still there. Tingles like electricity. Electricity like the one in the air before a storm. This storm has passed, only leaving a few marks to tell the world it was there in the first place. No casualties.

Time is not important. It stopped existing long ago. You exist, though. I still hear you. I still feel you. Even more so as you wrap your arm around my waist. It burns. Burns as your body is still so very hot while mine has started to cool. I want to bat it away. But it’s you and I can’t.

My vision is returning. Little by little colors should be appearing. But it’s dark now. I can’t make out much at all. Slowly my head turns to you. Your forehead is damp. So are your lips. Your breaths are less heavy and you shift to your side. Then cloudy eyes open and you meet mine.

You smile at me and I can do nothing but smile back.

By: playinreverse