SolelessSoul ~Sundays~

Sitting in the chair, half asleep, the Sunday paper on my lap. You awake and as you walk by I reach up and pull you gently onto my lap. We  kiss. You lie back in my arms and wrap my arms around you. We doze. Woken by your kisses. We make love in the big recliner. You lying on top of me facing the ceiling, my hands roam freely. Bodies moving slowly together. Orgasms. . . Then Sighs. . .  Many sighs . . . Wordless I love yous.  Sundays have always been my favorite day of the week.