In a full room

I sit by your side

till you set your hands on

my shoulders, and I relax

and indulge in the pressure of

your arms pulling me back against you

Leaned back without fear

and there was a feeling

unidentified till morn

of comfort, or pleasure, of you

giving in to the presence of me.

Disregarded

the averse to you

and me, we had not yet

embraced those sensations which

cause our agitation to cease,

In the presence of one another.

Silk-I felt it then

Against my back, my cheek,

my distress melting into

Nothing- comfort, the feeling here

of peace with who we are, you and I.

But I'll let this stand

- This is just a dream.