Unspoken

He awakens with the taste of her in his mouth, languorously lifts his eyelids and glances across the room. Aphrodite caressed by silk curtains aflutter in the late afternoon breeze. Beauty written in sun-gold across her beloved profile. His groin stirs with a heavy pulse. Her long back lures his eyes downward to pause upon the generous curve of her derrière the hunger pounds heavier now She turns, her eyes smile the truth… He blinks. She’s gone. Grief ripples across the room, pushing hard against the window of his soul.