Sunday, December 05, 2004

come back to bed
you pleaded, in that sweet way you have. I relented, even though I needed to get ready for work - just a few minutes of cuddling couldn't hurt. You grabbed me tight, "spooning" me from behind, your furry chest pressed hard against my back, your lips pressed hard against the back of my neck. Your arms wrapped around me, forearms just above my belly; slightly engorged, you playfully poked at my bare ass, kissing my ears as I drifted back to sleep.

What seemed like hours later was just a few minutes, as I suddenly awoke, looked at the clock, jumped out of bed in a panic, knowing I will now be late. Looking back into the bed, suddenly sad. Gone. You've been gone for years.