Metamorphosis

My arms wrapped around her, like a cocoon embracing a butterfly. She's in an environment to become who she really is, she's protected. She's cherished. She's welcomed. See people feel that the cocoon is what makes the butterfly. Truth is, they need each other. For one can't exist without the other. We aren't there yet. Hell it's still just a dream to me right now. But in this dream I experience bliss like no other. She stays in my arms for what seems like an eternity. And I hold her close to me, basking in the pleasure that she bestows on me from the mere touch of her fingertips on my arm. Tightening my hold on her, not wanting to let go for fear of this dream suddenly coming to an end. She feels my heartbeat thumping against her back, the bassline soothing her nerves as it's been awhile since she's been in this position. But my goal is to secure, not seduce. Comfort, not contort. I want her to be happy and comfortable. To be able to let go and know that she has a safety net. One day....