where i end and crysta begins

the morning sun peeks pastel through the curtains its warmth settles onto my shoulder i inhale you with every breath i take the hazy sunlight accents your soft curves as you lay, dreaming i can't tell where the silk sheets end and your skin begins thoughts of you still caress my flesh as i bask in the afterglow and when i reach out to pull you to me you turn and snuggle so close if i didn't know better if i could only feel and if it wasn't for your gentle breath on my chest then i would say we were one