In the darkness of night
when naught but a faint cold breeze
whispers from beneath the slightly
when naught but the slightest
sliver of light shines from beneath
the securely closed door,
when in the room there is stillness,
stillness but for sleeping breath.
Dark, cold and still.
turning in his sleep
the radiating warmth of her body drawing,
turning in his sleep he came closer
nuzzling closely onto the warmth,
sensing the warmth,
sensing absolute comfort
eyelids flickering in the dark,
once more suspended,
deeply suspended as...
In the reach of her wondrous dream
sensing his nude body closely onto
her nude body
moving her hips,
nestling her buttocks
tightly onto the forming warm
contour of stomach and thighs
as his hand,
draped over her hip
upward onto her chest,
onto the softness
of a sleep creased breast
and the feel of his wife’s breast
within his hand caused the gauze-like
veil of sub-consciousness to lift once again
to dream the dream of lying next to her,
to dream the dream
of feeling the softness of her breast within his hand,
of feeling the warmth of her back against his chest,
of feeling the roundness of her buttocks nestled
closely against stomach and thighs
the wife’s subconscious mind
upward towards consciousness as...
The husband’s mind hovering,
hovering just beneath consciousness as,
Both returned to their dream of lying close,
of lying close and comfortable, warm and safe...
To the dream they each dream:
he holding her closely;
she held within his arms,
a part stirred.
Moving in his sleep,
fractionally moving the dream of his turgid penis
between the dream of the soft,
so soft enveloping fissure as...
Through layers of darkness,
feeling the erotically stirring,
erotically teasing friction
as the very tip of hardened
projected flesh probed inward,
inward and outward...
in and out of the moist vaginal fold.
Wanting him there,
Oh, God, wanting him there.
“Honey,” whispering over her shoulder,
“Love me, honey.”
a whispered, “I do.” as...
she now beneath,
he now above,
he now within the fathomless,
Whispered, “Love me!”
Bodies straining forward,
hips, pelvises moving in concert,
Coming from the heart,
Near breathlessly spoken now,
“I love you!”
With each thrust...
“I love you!”