She remained in the spirit well after their love, when high and the throe and energy’s failing fall lived its arc of sounded, sensed, and spirited elations. From the gentle light of candles’ cast, she rose and made for bed, naked still in body’s denude from outdoors’ layered winter-warmths.
Away from the ambiance, soft warmth of candled light, night touched cool to her open skin in new and change of sense.
In rise to her room, still in her nakedness, she stared outward onto winter night. Since hour of the hearth, Venus was fallen in follow of the sun, but halo shone in circle of moon glowed in depth and veiled layers in faint coverings of cloud.
She smiled on the light, on glow and heaven-sign, illumed in window’s view.
Then, from peace of nighttime bliss in gaze on heaven-sign, night’s touch of cool, came stir—sudden and strong—as she felt the warmth of his hold in return and cover, low front of hips, high wrap of breasts, strong of spirit’s energy restored.
Body waver in the sense, shudder and melt to sense of the sudden warmth as she saw them faint reflected in night-backdrop of the glass.
Her low back arced, weight of her body soft forward in fall, supported and held in strong wrap of his arm as he loved her in cool of press to window’s pane.