Sleep

Chilled I pull the blanket around me hoping to imprision the heat. My fruitless attempt leaves me wide awake, laying on my side facing the wall and the window. Cold. I pull the blanket higher to cover my ears, my arm extends behind me and I close my eyes. Warm arms snake around my waist, bringing me into a warm embrace. Hot air touches the back of my neck, calm spreads through out my body. My hand comes back infront of me easing its way into a large open palm, clasping it gently and allowing it to be lost within, fingers intertwined. Hearts beating in rythme, bodies melting into one another, warmth reaching our toes. Like a midnight fairy, sleep flutters over us and lulls us to sleep.

I wake with a start! Blanket still over my head, I extend my arm behind me. I slowly turn my head. Empty, not even a dent.