9:28pm

The heat of the day makes a perfect stage at night. Laying on the bed with a soft fleece covering, I'm only wearing my t shirt and a pair of boxer briefs, my legs are restless as if they're trying to find my way to sleep. I left the blinds half way open, the window ajar, with my eyes closed I can hear engines moving and the trees whispering. The door opens and light follows, her small silhouette grants a small reprieve, she closes it, closed the gate to her heaven. She crosses the room to me, her eyes studious, she lowers her eyelids and the space between her eyes strain. She looks at the fleece, placing her delicate fingers, lifts it off my thighs where it falls back to my feet. She climbs on the bed, she climbs on top of me, her knees on each side of my waist. The orange light filtering through the blinds partially obscure her, half her face displaced in shadow, one visible eye watching me. I reach under her shirt, I touch her stomach, feeling across her smooth feature. The light, stripping my arm as it moves, makes me her prisoner.