mustard seed

Sometimes, between two beings, you don't feel like talking. Content with lying down, next to each other, I just want to hear your breathing, feel your heartbeat. I'm not going to ask you for anything tonight, I've forgotten how or what to ask for. But it suffices to just lie beside you, to hear your heartbeat and feel your breathing. My knowledge of your presence beneath my skin is comfort enough to know that everything is going to be alright.