It’s a perfect day for snuggling in bed, gray and rainy and no sun shining through our open blinds. It’s the kind of day where I long to breathe in his masculine scent and peacefully rest within his embrace. I don’t want to really do anything today maybe just lying about, books, maybe the newspaper, scattered and shared, soft touches, shared caresses, followed by hot passion, coffee breaks, some early morning loving, reading to each other, finding new places to kiss each other, his hands on me, in me, as mine explore hungrily. Nowhere to be except in this moment- just each other together doing whatever and doing it whenever as we take our own sweet time loving one another. Yes, that is a perfect morning for me.