The Way We Flow

Stella and Luke enjoy the perfect weekend together, it’s hard to believe they have only known each other for a week. It all seems so easy, like she has always believed it should be…

Saturday… this dream keeps getting better and better… We wake up slowly, the Sun is shining, all is peaceful and blissful. After a while I get up and make coffee, cut up fresh fruit and bring it in bed. Cliche, I know, but so fitting and comes natural. Windows are open, the curtains sway in the breeze, bodies naked and hearts full of pure joy. Somehow we manage to not spill coffee on the white sheets, the fruit gets devoured, we talk about traveling and stare at each other’s eyes. Being together is like a meditation, we are so anchored in the here and now. Hands touch, fingers caress, empty cups get placed on the floor, we are not quite ready to leave the bed yet. His warm tongue traces my outlines and tastes my wetness. Mmmmm…. we melt together and disappear into our own Universe.