Wait until the lights are out
Everything is silent.
Drift into the subconscious by the drum of the ticking clock.
Creep along into the darkness

Silent
Pitch black

Feel the blanket, warm and soft across your body
Listen to the heavy breathing next to you
The feel of warm soft skin at your fingertips.
Roll over and stare at your love next to you.
Whisper 'I lover you' and roll back over.
The creeks of the pressure on the bed shifting
His arm falls across your side and pulls you close to him.
A smile comes across your face and you're fully at ease.
You wake with pitty it was just a dream.
Waiting for it to return again.

Torence Lavender

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