Once In a Lifetime

I wake up sometime in the middle of the night. Harry isn’t next to me. I look up to find him sitting in the overstuffed chair in the bedroom, writing feverishly in his leather bound book. I know that book. That is his songwriting book.
He stops and looks up realizing I’m watching him. He smiles a little shyly and looks back down at the book. “You inspired me.” He winks at me.
I get up from the bed and walk over to the chair. I take the book from his hand and set it aside. I climb on him. “Let me inspire you more.” I whisper in his ear, nibbling on his lobe while I’m there. Harry’s breathing increases. He pulls me in for a kiss, then gently pulls me back. “You are the piece of me that I never knew i was missing.” H says seriously. “I….I….”
I kiss Harry and move to join our bodies again. He doesn’t need to say anything. And we experience the amazing pleasure and perfect emotions that is our unduplicatable bond right there in that chair.
I stay in the chair with Harry for awhile. My head laying on his chest as he writes more in his book. I don’t look at the pages, he’ll show me when he’s ready. It’s more than enough to know he’s writing about me.

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