C.J. Heck - Afterglow

Lying in bed, holding off reality,
I’m caught in the cozy place
between dream and fantasy.

Heart slowing back to a walk,
I’m wondering,
does it get any better than this?

A lingering taste,
the man-woman scent
hovering in the air,
is it any wonder
the mind’s eye is still open,
watching what is past?

How astonishing, the way the brain
lays a path to a woman’s senses
so they remain heightened and alive,
though the moment is now
only a sweet memory.

His body, all warm and sensual,
enfolds this one
as he sleep-sighs here,
next to me in the afterglow.

C.J. Heck

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