Silence and darkness sweep through the bedroom. The crescent moon and stars act as tiny bulbs in the navy sky as the light escapes through the gap in the curtains. I can see the outline of his face, gazing at my own. His lips convert into a smile as I trace them with my finger tip. Just like magic. And I kiss him. His soft lips pressed against mine. Then he holds me against him, his warmth transferring over to my cold body. And we lay there.
Thinking.
Whispering.
And then we fall asleep in each others arms. Being dragged away from perfect reality to be absorbed into our dreams.
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