By early morning, a cosy silence comforts me through the cigar smoke, the coffee in the air and the the flash of your arms around me supporting my craving.
A happy bliss in spite the cold. The scent of lovers in the wool cover. A smile. Soul extasy state of mind. Loneliness without the cruelty of your absence.
Eventhough you left, the tender and restless protection you let it linger, allows me to sleep although wide awake. Breathless. Time devouring. Until your presence will make me feel again the rush, desire, freedom and quiteness of your naked touch.