Another post for Edward Hotspur’s Romantic Monday

he covers me like a blanket
he wraps around my heart
as much as I pull and stretch his fabric
it never falls apart
he drapes over my shoulders
shielding me with his presence
warming every part of my being
comforting me with his essence
I fall into his softness
I feel safety in his shroud
I feel the heat beginning to burn
my murmurs breathed aloud
his touch rubs gently on my skin
every time is like the first
his voice falls like music on my ears
his groan a staccato burst
we lay together, wrapped again
his arms provide the veil
keeping me warm, keeping me safe
his blanket will never fail
