Stormy Weather
Slowly breathing in the air, as it seeps through the window. Gently tossing and turning, my body resting upon each side. I feel the warmth of you next to me, your skin to mine. Laying calmly against the pillow, listening to the sound. Rain hitting the window pane as it starts to fall from above. Distant sounds surround, as the sky appears so bright. Sweet disturbance, keeps my mind awake. As I hear the steady of the storm just barely setting in. The bed begins to move, as your body begins to change. My head falling lightly on your chest, resting. Your heart beat, pulsing in my ear. Falling easily back into sleep, to the safe sound of a rhythmical drum.
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