Silk

Your skin is silk. It's soft as I graze my fingertips up and down your arm. Your voice is silk as well, quietly humming in your sleep. The sound sends my mind on a trip of all the things we could experience together. We could be together like this for a long time. Sleep beside each other as we do now. I only wish that time would go slower and things would go on smoothly. As smooth as your skin, as smooth as your voice, as smooth as silk.