I woke startled and frightened, with the room enveloped in darkness. I woke alone and afraid, my skin glowing with a chilling sheen. I woke with the vivid imagery of my dreaming flashing before me, playing in my head, its afterimages seared on my eyes. I woke with the phantoms, their menacing scowls and glistening blades stepping out of the shadows, their cruelty, coercion and horror following me through the night. I woke calling out his name, calling out your name, calling to you, my body calling out for you.
As I lay in bed, eyes on the white ceiling, ears listening to my shallow, recovering breath, hands registering the heartbeat thudding through my chest, I longed to be held and soothed by you, longed for the safety of your strong arms, the sweetness of your tender kiss, I longed for you to hush the gentle cries and drink away my salty tears.
Another beautiful piece, full of longing. Beautiful.
another wonderful piece, but when are we going to get a “Boy, was the sex good last night” edition?
I don't like hearing you so sad.
I never had such dreams, but I know what it feels like to need someone in the middle of the night for comfort and safety.
*gulps*
I could do this for you and stay lost forever in the darkness. I would make it alright… dont cry, go back to sleep beautiful one…
slowburn: It warms my heart that you think so…
Advizor: As you can probably sense, I am as much light as I am shade. While the words are dancing in the dark here, I am not so sad. But I thank you for your thoughts, A.
France: Oddly enough, I take great comfort knowing you do too, lovely one…
Sir T: After such soothing words, I have no doubt my slumber will be sweeter. Thank you…
It's amazing how soothing his nearby body can be, isn't it?
Yes, it is. In fact, it never ceases to amaze me, Topaz…
I don't know what to add to the other comments. It's rare that this happens to me, but when it does… the loneliness. 🙁
Yes… This kind of dreaming does nothing but emphasize it for me too, Letch.