Your Left Hip Bone

Caressing your face at the end of a long day

Feeling your hand clasped in mine as we get lost on city trails

Breathing on your neck as we curl up to watch a movie

Heart touching heart as we sit across from each other in serious conversation

Kissing your top lip under a full moon

Brushing back your hair and wiping away your tears

Laying beside you with my hand on your left hip bone 

Waking up wanting to be absolutely no place else.

Touch. I do not want to live without you.

Mark Andrew Nouwen