Caress.......
Laugh.
The fragrance of her lithe body suffuses with the fruity scent as i bury my face in her thick hair. Peppermint… i think. My bare warm chest against the cold skin of her bare back. Cheeks against one another.
Nuzzle. Caress. Whisper.
Love you, i murmur.
She smiles. She looks at me. Inky black staring knowingly.
Only the slight lilt of head and shining eyes acknowledge that she’s heard me.
I reach out and flick a stray strand from her face. Trace her facial contours with my fingertips. Upturned nose, softly rounded cheeks, thick lashes, arched eyebrows and mellifluous lips that hold a demure questioning glance that always makes me want to answer …not necessarily with words.
A Goddess.