Under the gentle caress of his fingertips my rapid breathing subsides. I allow myself to fall into his arms. My naked flesh clothing his smooth, dark body. Hands and legs intertwined, it's only a matter if time before I allow him to fall purposefully into me, We rock together slowly, listening to the sounds our bodies make in the quiet of the morning. I hold onto him, attempting to hold fast to my promise of not falling for him. As morning falls we lay silent, afraid to speak in the moments after our bodies spoke what our mouths can't say. Trembling together, it's apparent I am not alone.