Once again in darkness, but this time I'm with you. We make love and talk ourselves into silence, and the calmess of sleep slowly descends. I'm nestled into you, the combined warmth of our two bodies spreading lethargically from my centre down my limbs, making me sink deeper into the bed. I listen to your breathing, take the pattern into myself and match you inhale for inhale, exhale for exhale. I decide that your pattern doesn't really suit me for sleep, and that's okay. I return to my own, and let my eyes close on the soft darkness around us.
Your surrender to the unconsciousness of sleep is heralded by your twitching fingers, and I sense the moment you slip under, as your body relaxes completely and your breathing deepens. I long to slip with you into oblivion, to travel hand-in-hand with you through the dream world and wake knowing our souls have been intertwined all night. I feel the boundary where my body ends and yours begins start to blur, and lose track of what is me and what is you. Here in the comfortable coccoon of darkness, it makes no difference if we are seperate beings or one melded together. I sigh softly, and let myself slowly relax and follow you into oblivion.
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