a new story

Big toes curled around my little toes
and his beard scratches my nose
as we lay between covers together
and lay while the day goes on without us,
and we lay hoping the world will forget us,
let us curl around each other
with his big toes and mine small.

It's the quick heartbeat of a new beginning,
eyes shining and fingers intertwined
laughing at the eighteen inches between his head and mine.

I am warm and breathless,
he is warmer and full of words that
make me blush.