Not only with her arms but with everything she was.
That night the world outside felt strangely distant. The room was quiet and the rain was whispering against the window. She stood in front of me with that soft smile which always made me forget what I wanted to say.
I looked into her eyes and suddenly every sentence inside me became silence.
She came closer.
Her fingers slowly found mine and she held my hand as if she had been searching for it for years. I could feel the warmth of her body near mine. Her perfume stayed between us like a beautiful secret.
She placed her head against my chest.
For a moment I did nothing.
I simply held her.
Her hair touched my face and her breathing became the only sound I wanted to hear. I gently moved my hand across her back and she held me tighter.
She looked up at me.
There was something in her eyes that words could never explain.
I touched her cheek softly and she closed her eyes.
Then she kissed me.
It was not hurried.
It was tender and deep and full of everything we had been afraid to say.
I held her closer and she wrapped herself around me as if she never wanted that moment to end.
Her lips carried a warmth that made my heart forget its rhythm.
I kissed her forehead and then her lips again.
She smiled against my lips.
That little smile destroyed every remaining distance between us.
We stayed there for a long time simply holding each other. Her head resting against me and my arms around her. There was no need for promises because somehow that embrace already felt like one.
She whispered my name.
I answered softly.
And when she pulled me closer again I understood what love could really mean.
Not possession.
Not desire alone.
But finding a person whose presence makes your entire world feel less lonely.
That night she wrapped me with her.
And for the first time in a very long time I felt completely home.
