Lying next to beauty

Laertes gripped tightly to the warm body that lay next to him hoping
to pull it closer and infuse it in to him. Faint tear tracks
reluctantly slid from his crushed-closed lids as he thought painfully
about the day behind him. Opening them, he looked in to her frosted
blue eyes and stared intently at the depth behind them.

Laertes became lost. All he could feel were the warm patches of her
skin pressed to him, her back comfortably connecting in to his stomach
and his arms surrounding her curved, tender waist. It was a hot night,
but Laertes felt only the comforting glow that emanated from her body.
Her voice was as soft as the skin on her stomach that he gently
stroked. His affection was as raw as it was honest. Her sweet breath
warmed his nose as she spoke the words that made him fluctuate.

His reciprocation was total and pure.

Her hand moved towards his and she calmly slid her fingers between his,
tightly gripping them. For the first time they caught their breaths
together. As Laertes' lips caressed the nape of her neck they pulled on
each other tightening their grip and whispered gentle breaths of
devotion in to each other's ears.

With their words they made love deeper than any lovers. Each scar was
healed by each tenor as sleep gripped them and slurred their loving
dialogue. As their vocabulary climaxed they slipped out of
consciousness to meet later. Laertes' last whisper echoed in her ear as
she dissolved in to a world where they were held in eternity:

"I will love you always and forever?and make you happy with ev'ry
endeavour."