In His Presence

My mother in law told me to go have fun and celebrate myself as she handed me an open bottle of Prosecco. “I only took a sip, but you should have the rest since we don't have your seltzers here” she said while she ushered us out of the house. I decided she was completely right! I should be celebrating myself and all that I have overcome in the past few years. My MIL had given me true motherly love, advice, and hugs that I had been missing recently.

Just like always, when we got into the car, I was smothered with kisses that turned into a passionate make-out session. My hand had slipped up his bare chest just because I felt like I needed to feel him more than what my mouth was devouring. We turned up the music - Couple Straps by Retch and I took gulps of the bubbly while I bobbed my head to the beat smiling as all my worries faded away with the sun warming my face hearing, “the sun makes you look more golden and perfect” as a smile etched the entirety of my face. 

I thought to myself “Damn, I’m fucking sexy” right before my man said, “Baby, you’re already horny and you only took two sips!” In the next instant my hand was on his dick, giving him a mischievous look offering him road head even though I knew that could be dangerous. While he was telling me ‘no’ with a sorrowful pained look in his eyes; I soaked in all of the features that made him him. The sun was perfectly setting on his freckled face and I could’ve sworn that he was sparkling like I had found the jackpot of diamond dust. As I studied his face, I made sure to take note of all the new freckles that the sun had blessed him with. The smile he wore was the exact smile I’ve seen countless times in my dreams helping me fight off nightmares. Those eyes, green like the different hues of a forest, amber- the color of our energy ;) and gray, reminiscent of the stormy days of this past winter. 

His features all pristinely matched. It is something you’d have to see in order to fully grasp the beauty. His aura of golden orange and genuine blues displayed so brightly, that I would’ve been happy to get blinded by him. I traced the tattoo on his thigh that I gave him wondering when the next time I’d be able to lick it would be.

I was so purely caught up in my man’s presence, nothing else in the world mattered on our drive to our best friend’s house. The summer air hit my face as I made sure to inhale the world around me and appreciate how my life has turned out. 

If you were to ask me if I had hope for a great life around this time last year, my answer would have been, “I rather be homeless than live the life that is destroying every piece of me”. I’m glad I didn’t give up on myself. I’m glad I had my man behind me to show me how to walk and be alive when I thought my whole being was equivalent to a grain of dirt.

When we arrived at our other home, I was literally drunk in love and didn’t want to share my man with his best friend. I wanted to continue to be so close that I could've been a second skin. I made my way over to the comfy chair that I unofficially claimed as mine. I had finished half of the bottle of Prosecco on the drive over and my man was daring me to finish it off with this devilish look in his eyes. He was acting as if everything inside of him was fully calm, but I knew he wanted me just as much as I wanted him.

I turned my body to make sure I had a good view of my baby. The sun was almost done setting through the floor length windows as his beard, mustache, and hair illuminated the dark ginger strands that I knew both of our future kids would have. His eyes shining with joy with having his two best friends around.

His presence is completely faultless and I am mesmerized every time I take the time to truly appreciate how beautiful he is.

Someday I hope he is able to see himself from my POV. He would be blown away.