Night

I dreamt about her again last night. My recurring dream-mate. She comes to visit me in the stillness. The darkness surrounds both of us upon her visits.

In my night’s vision, she is there, in full. She smiles, laughs and holds my hand. She tells me everything will be okay, will be as it is meant to be.

In the moment when we hug hello, we turn to each other and kiss deeply. Lips touching the others’. I reach around a grab her long, beautiful hair at the base of her neck in my fist.

I grab it hard and force her lips to mine aggressively. At the same time as I feel her body tightly next to mine. Warm, firm, strong. Pushing up into me.

I run my hands over the flow of her lines, curves so vivid in my mind. I can feel every part of her now as she gives in to me.

In my dream we are both so alive with the connection unlike any other before it. Our hearts quicken as we gasp for each other in the dream that comes to me again and again.