I stare at a blank doc
The line blinks at me, teasing me
Taunting me
Daring me
Daunting me

A heavy sigh escapes me
And warm arms wrap to embrace me

I’ll write something amazing, he tells me
And i find it in my heart to believe
Not in myself, not yet,
But in the version of me he sees

My brow furrows
And i begin to type
As he smiles into my shoulder,
Fighting not to say he was right

I close the laptop
Set it off of the bed
And rest comfortably, listening
To the heartbeat in his chest

For this is where i am most content

But content does not begin to cover
The comfort and safety
Being under these covers

Content does not quite express
How unafraid i am
Here, on his chest

I stare at a blank doc
A prompt heavy on my mind
And all i can think of
Is his eyes