Moments....
I see her foot poking out from under the flannel blanket at the edge of the bed. Just for a moment, before the cold makes her pull it back under and I feel her shiver. I wrap my arms more tightly about her body and squeeze a little to chase away the chill. I'm always rediculously warm, so I like giving that heat to her. I reach up and brush my fingers through her dark wavy hair, watching the stars outside the window mix with the silkiness. I lean my head down to inhale the scent of her from the strands. That always strikes me as the most wonderful thing I've ever smelled. over and over, new each time. I let my fingers travel up her neck to her ear, making her lean into me, a mock shove. Without a word, I know she just said "Stop it, punk, that tickles." Grinning, I give her a hug again, in mock apology. I shift a little so I can rest my chin on her shoulder. Closing my eyes, I listen and feel her breathing within my embrace. Steady and slow, each breath a gentle wave on the beach. She turns her face to my ear, and gently presses her nose into my cheek. I let the tension of life, the aches, the pain all melt away, releasing it all in a rush. The moment lasts a lifetime. I hear her ask "What are you thinking?" And I respond "Oh, just wondering what your name is. wondering where you are, and why I haven't found you yet."