I Love How You Wake Me Up Late At Night

And I know you love what happens next.

Photo by Dainis Graveris on Unsplash

It’s late at night. I don’t know how late, but it’s that time when it’s too dark to see anything. It’s that time when you have to squint to even make out my silhouette. But you know I’m beside you without squinting because you can feel the warmth of my naked body on your left, and my heavy breathing as I rest after yet another…