Heaven and back

That old chair sits in a darkened room, to never be sit on again and to never be tossed away. Memories of love flood my body in remembrance of the love making we shared on that old brown chair. Hiding away in that darkened room! Leaving our bodies to sit in the chair as our souls floated to Heaven entwined with each other, not aware of anyone else. No words needed to be spoken, no quite glances needed to be shared. Souls and minds talking to each other in a loving union that could be shared with no other. Peacefully giving all that could be gave to one and another, to Heaven and back is where we drifted and hoovered. Floating back to that old brown chair, giving each other glances of knowing what we had just shared. Feelings and fulfillment's that words could never say, and our hearts and souls are the only ones who know the way back to that wondrous place.