Something of a dream...

This is just something that has been going through my head... No real point to it, it's my fantasy, my dream, my whatever...

I awake in a room. Nothing special about it, it’s just a room, no windows, there might be a door somewhere, but I don’t want to look for it, I am content. I lay calmly on the bed… it’s extremely soft… it might not even be a bed, maybe a really wide couch. I turn my head and see… her. I’m not entirely sure who she is, right now, I know she’s someone I know. She reaches over to me, puts her hand around my waist, trying to pull me closer, but there’s no need for her to apply force behind it, I slide almost unconsciously closer to her. She kisses my cheek and caresses my side… my shape has changed, it is more round than blobbish, now, my legs more slender, the transition from my abdomen to my hips smoother… her hand is on my hip, now, and I put mine on hers. She smiles at me, kisses my cheek again. We move closer. Our heads share the same pillow. I close my eyes and rub her side, she rubs mine, she moves in closer, I feel her warm breath on my nose and chin… closer and closer she moves, my heart speeds up… I move in to kiss her cheek… she takes my lips.

And then I wake up, she is gone, the room is gone, the bed is gone… Windows have come, so has a door, and wooden slats providing pressure through the thin mattress… My shape is what it normally is, blobbish, uncomfortable, and hated. Nothing from the dream is left… nothing…

Except the joyful feeling of the kiss.

One can only hope it will last me until the dream comes around again…

"Sometimes I have believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast." ~Lewis Carroll