He sleeps quietly beside me.
He keeps to his side.
He stretches and rolls over for me.
I reach for him.
He never turns away.
We tangle and touch and move and moan. We get wet and warm. Smile and smile and smile.
The clock watches.
He huffs and frowns, forced to leave.
Clothes cover his pale nakedness.
I have the bed to myself.
I never want the space.