Thursday 31 January 2008

Dreams

You come to me in dreams.

Silent and rigidly still, as I doze next to my snoring Husband.

Armoured against his attentions in neck-to-toe pink cotton protection.

I reach out to touch your face, snaking my hand behind your head to pull you in so I can kiss you, feel the stubble, harsh against my mouth and chin.

The sensation of your hands moving over me, soft against my naked skin.

Fingers probing all the places that belong to you, taking me back to your bed and lifting my mind to a higher plane where anything is possible for all obstacles can be scaled.

And I wake, one hand on my breast, the other between my legs, wet and sodden.

With a solitary tear tracing a path of disappointment across my cheek.
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21 comments:

  1. Anonymous31 January 2008 at 21:48

    It's bliss and agony in equal measure, that half-awake erotic consciousness of what you want NOW! and don't have.

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  2. BenefitScroungingScum31 January 2008 at 21:57

    So bittersweet dreams like that. Hugs x

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  3. Ronjazz31 January 2008 at 23:06

    Understood, my dear. Been there myself. I reach out to you...

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  4. BlazngScarlet31 January 2008 at 23:51

    I can relate.
    Bitter with the sweet.

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  5. Anonymous1 February 2008 at 00:01

    wow
    the power of dreams

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  6. nitebyrd1 February 2008 at 13:42

    Oh,Cake! How beautifully sad.

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  7. 2 Dollar Productions1 February 2008 at 15:04

    You tend to get both parts in dreams, but I'll take that feeling over the middle-of-the-road variety anytime.

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  8. Phil1 February 2008 at 16:12

    mmmmm....seeing you wake like that sounds like a good fantasy to me!

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  9. Walker1 February 2008 at 17:00

    The mind has many dimensions and alternate realities with rooms for you to hide in from prying eyes or other minds

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  10. Phil1 February 2008 at 17:23

    Cake, thx for stopping by. I enjoyed your visit.

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  11. Guilty Secret1 February 2008 at 19:47

    Oh man, I've been there. This is the absolute definition of bittersweet.

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  12. JW1 February 2008 at 21:25

    Oh Cake ... I've woken from that sort of dream, stunned to suddenly realise that She's not there beside me after all.

    That said, I've never been sleeping next to my husband at the time ...

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  13. Jenny1 February 2008 at 23:44

    How hellishly beautiful.

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  14. George2 February 2008 at 02:43

    ... and husband snoring blissfully away, oblivious to the beauty that shares his bed

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  15. Blog Archive2 February 2008 at 04:01

    Oh, Cake, you really *are* like the modern-day Lady Chatterly. You are so strong ... as an Aries woman should be!

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  16. Anonymous2 February 2008 at 06:05

    yes cake, i know what your saying,

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  17. Globus2 February 2008 at 07:41

    naughty, what pleasures within our dreams may lie. globus keeps clinging onto the vain hope of a succubus visit one night! ah well.

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  18. Anonymous2 February 2008 at 15:21

    Ahhh sweet agony.

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  19. Sulpicia2 February 2008 at 23:39

    Ah, Cake... the dangers created by our own minds... You said it well.
    XX
    S

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  20. Luka3 February 2008 at 22:22

    Picking up on George's comment, I don't think Cake's husband is totally oblivious to the beauty beside him in bed if she needs to armour herself in against his unwelcome advances!

    Cake - you describe a sad, sad situation which can't be good for you or your husband. I would be mortified if my spouse cried with disappointment at waking to find only boring old me, not their sexy dream lover. I hope you can find a way in which all three of you can find the love and respect you deserve.

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  21. David3 February 2008 at 22:33

    I too feel sadness for the position your husband finds himself in, albeit unwittingly. I hope you two eventually reach some sort of accommodation.

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