Night Shadows

Just when I think I couldn't be more relaxed, sleep envelopes me. Then out of the darkness a shadow of warmth emerges bringing me a loving embrace. Suddenly I'm fighting sleep just to lay awake with him so close and so comforting. I cherish this moment. Tomorrow I will trade in my morning shower for more time in bed. More time to think about the dream of this stranger. This one stranger that can make me feel so content and so loved. Why must it always be a shadow in the night, never have a face or a pulse. But he feels so real next to me. So tangible. Nobody this real can make me feel so loved. So strange. So wonderful. So unreal.

~2005