By The Light Of The Moon   

Disclaimer: As usual; they're not mine, I'm doing this for fun (yes
really), I have no money, please don't sue. 

Rating: PG or is that G for General 

Pairing: Fraser/Kowalski  

Author's Notes: Bit depressed, rough day, and have no idea where this came
from (although it may have been the bottle of vodka I opened not so long
ago *g*). Not even sure I like it to tell ya the truth. Don't even know
which one of 'em is talkin' to me on this one (RayK can be very eloquent
as well, when he puts his mind to it), so make your own minds up. Not
betaed so everyone just lay on the critisisms and we'll add them to
everyone else's and make a nice little pile in the middle of the floor
here (yes, it's been that shitty a day). 

By The Light Of The Moon (c) Wylt, September 1999. 

   

I drift into sleep each night with your name on my lips, and wake in the
early hours of darkness to watch your peaceful face by the light of the
moon. The pale radiance shining through the window bleaches your skin
porcelain, smooth and unblemished like a statue you could never be and my
fingers reach to trail along the line of your cheek with a wonder
undiminished by time. Long lashes hide eyes of blue and each night I fight
not to wake you and feel your gaze upon me like a caress, to hear your
next words because I can’t wait a while longer.
 You complete me; your touch, your words, your understanding, your
gentleness and your love fill me with a joy that is focused into one
point. You.
 You understand my need to simply be, allowing me the space I need to
remember my self and the comfort of your arms when all I want is you. Just
sitting in the same room as you is enough, and the evenings spent curled
in your arms as you read aloud are moments I treasure when you’re gone. I
carry you with me in my heart, because my soul is yours. We will never
truly be apart, you and I, or alone, for there is no more you and I, there
is only us. And difficult as it may be sometimes, the struggles, the
arguments, the misunderstandings only serve to make it all the sweeter
because there are never any disappointments, just obstacles to be
overcome.
 Your heart pounds steadily under my ear, mingling with the joint sounds
of our breathing and I feel myself shutting out all other noises expect
for the beating of your heart. It fills my ears, and I hold my breath to
hear it clearly, captivated by the sound of your life.
 You murmur in your sleep, a sound that could be my name and I press my
lips to your chest in reassurance. Your arms draw me closer to you,
snuggling my warmth against you and I let you draw me back down into
sleep. Your name on my lips.
  

Finis