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My dream started with me waking up.
The sun was bright shining through the window. Dust hung in the air in the beam of light that made its way through the fan. It was between two and three in the afternoon. I don’t know if it was summer but it felt like it. On the foot of the bed was a blue towel hanging to the floor. In front of the desk draped over the office chair was a green towel. The door was closed and there were bags in the trashcan. I don’t know where from, but it looked like brown bags like the kind you’d see at a book store.
I lay on my side with one foot off and both without socks. The sheets feel the sweat of the afternoon nap. My hair is still wet. There is a hand laying over me. Her fingers lay over my shoulder but her arm is falling so she may retract it closer to her chest. I feel the space between us on my back when she breathes. Our skin separates and air cools where you laid. Warmth returns as she inhales and our bodies meet again. With my eyes closed I feel it at the back of my neck. It feels like a word being tattooed as the feeling sears my neck. Cool at first, as I feel lips make contact with my warm body; and then warm as the body behind the kiss radiates heat. I hold my breathe. Goosebumps shoot down my arms and up my face. I feel both lips and the space between them. I feel them both come close together then out.And as quick as it began it was over. Less than a pinch. My goosebumps fade and my breathing returns. My neck feels cold were it just felt hot. Then from my side her arm readjusts and pulls me into her. The air knocks out of me again. The kiss returns even shorter than the last and I feel your head move down and burrow into your stomach and down my back. As you make your way down you mutter a word but I don’t know for sure what it is. Then another kiss greets my back and that’s it.
And then I woke up with that word in my mouth.
My dream started with me waking up.