Bathed in light and wrapped in one another’s warmth they lie together on cold winter nights. Like a puzzle piece, her frame fits perfectly into his. His hands caressing her soft skin, rising and falling along the perfect and not so perfect curves of her body. She imagines that his mind is blank — void of even a fourth of the things she is thinking.

Every second is palpable to her — passing slowly and deliberately. The pillows are giant clouds, drifting her dreams upward and away from her wandering mind. Where the sheets gather, she feels a tide pushing the two of them into each other.

She’s living and breathing in the moment. The simple joy of being wrapped in his arms. The pleasure of being desired. Skin to skin. Heartbeat to beat. 

Just living in the moment.. slow passing seconds enjoying this thing she wants so badly. She knows she deserves it. She knows she needs it. But she can’t have it — so she’ll just lease it — for the moment.