Touching

Touching in the dark
The deep deep dark where slumber rules
Bodies close, touching, sweet confirmation that we are not alone.

Fitting together, breathing together
Aware of one another in the deepest of sleep
Reaching out and touching one another when we get too far away.

Ass to ass like bookends,
Breast pressed to back with arms enfolding
Face to face with head nestled in the crook of your neck

Wrapped securely in your warm embrace
Holding you, touching you
Missing you now as I sleep all alone

Where is your warm body?
Where is the warm embrace in the middle of the night
That sweet touch that makes me feel safe and grounded in the dark.

© Dawn C. Davis ~ 2012
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