In my dreams you are there, your lazy fingers caressing my side as the dawn creeps in to greet our waking eyes. I turn to catch your smile on my lips, and we linger as the lust swells, until we are inevitable.

We are a blur of heat and desire, two but not two. Every sensation is amplified, and the world is muted, paused, to allow us this moment of perfect ecstasy. 

And in an instant that might have been a lifetime, it is done, and you are gone. For even in my dreams, our happiness is fleeting.