Last Night
Another oldie revisited...again, from another chapter in my life.... I miss you. I had that dream again last night. Whispers prickling, tickling surrender into the back of my neck. So real I giggled in my sleep. I miss you. Warming flushes sweep my thoughts, my face, my heart at one wordless moment. Trapped by the burning black of your eyes. So real I gasped into my pillow. I miss you. Searing, rhythmic velvet tracing, teasing, tormenting constant, gentle spirals of hot everywhere. So real I cuddle closer in bed to make it last. I miss you. Cradling me tight against you and the low, hot roar of your bike. Nuzzle my throat, my chest, my hair in the salty breeze. So real I breathe the fading warmth of the sunset. I miss you. Clearing the haze of memory at morning's light. Struggle to stay in your arms at the beach awhile longer. So real your smoky taste lingers on my lips As I lazily stretch awake. I want that dream again. I miss you. Writ...