Where Have You Been All Night?
Where Have You Been All Night?
As the sun dips below the horizon, the world succumbs to the embrace of night. Shadows deepen, and silence thickens. Alone, I lie in the stillness, my thoughts consumed by you. Where are you tonight, my love?
Through the faint glow of moonlight slipping past the curtains, I cast a glance at the empty space beside me. How I long to see the gentle gleam of silver light reflecting off your serene face. To press a tender kiss on your soft lashes, gaze into your warm eyes, and whisper a quiet goodnight. Yet, the emptiness remains, and I wonder, where have you gone?
As sleep begins to tug at my consciousness, my heart grows heavy with longing. I yearn for the sight of your cascading curls, the soft waves of your hair carrying the scent of a garden after rain. In my mind's eye, I see you draped in your favorite silken nightwear, its gentle folds resting against you, rising and falling with each delicate breath. I ache to know who might be entranced by your beauty tonight, in my stead.
In the quiet hours before dawn, the faint rhythm of rain taps against the roof, stirring memories of you. I recall the sight of you stepping from the shower, your hair slick and straight, glistening like a waterfall. Droplets danced along your skin, clinging briefly before tumbling to meet the ground. In that moment, I envied those beads of water, tracing paths across your form. If I could, I would trace a thousand such paths, each bringing you a thousand smiles. Perhaps then, I would not be left wondering where you are tonight.
As morning arrives, streaks of sunlight pierce the room, and the weight of a tender touch pulls me from my dreams. Warm kisses brush against my skin, and I feel your presence pressing against me. Slowly, I open my eyes to find you gazing back with those beautiful eyes, your hair falling like a soft veil around us. Your fingers glide to mine, intertwining, as if to remind me: you are here.
The silken barrier between us is gone; flesh meets flesh, warmth meets warmth. In your embrace, I am lost, and the questions of the night fade into nothingness. Have I woken, or am I dreaming still? I wonder, where have you been all night?
