Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Trifecta: Last Night's Dream

I drifted through the caverns of a warm and cozy, under soft down, deep sleep place, and floated off.

I couldn’t hear the snap of cotton drapery signaling nighttime’s drop in temperature and autumn’s approach.

The ceiling fan blew chills like a bellow eliciting goose bumps on my uncovered skin.

Curled on my side, I began to creep over. Inching until I felt a warm line down the center of my back.

The contact of bare arm against body was all it took.

I remember breathing deeply and acknowledging comfort’s return and swimming away.

But then you spoke.

And I didn’t expect your voice.

My ears strained to hear you. My mind couldn’t grasp your words. My head was reeling.

“What did you say?”

Rolling over onto my back, I waited for your answer.

When no words came, I started to wake up.

Really wake up.

My fingers groped for the spot where your voice came from.

And the sheets were cold.


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  1. I know that feeling... Moving just enough to feel just a limb of another body, and the feeling that you are home when you find it. I've never known the feeling of waking to find it isn't there and the sheet are cold, but you made it crystal clear. Nicely done.

    1. I call "it" (him) my personal heater. This is partially based on a dream I had that night where I was cold and inched over feeling warmth just to find out I had dreamt the whole thing and there was no one there (he'd already left for work). It was spooky in a way. Thanks for your comment.

  2. I know this is what my mother must feel like. My father's been gone for approaching three years now. She says she often still hears his voice.

    1. I'm so sorry. I can now imagine this all being the case. Thank you for visiting.

  3. I love the vivid imagery of this--just like dreams often are!

  4. Those dreams that are almost reality are so disorienting; a beautifully captured sense of loss here.

    1. Thanks, Annabelle. It was very disorienting to find no one in the bed with me! There are many different kinds and ways to feel loss.

  5. That would be so terribly sad. I certainly hope I'm not the first to leave our marital bed. Now that we are going through all this renovation and living in tiny cramped quarters, crawling in bed and going to sleep has been my favorite time of day. ESCAPE. Great writing.

  6. you described it to such perfection that it hurt

  7. We can have all the riches in the world, all the fame and all the power but, is there anything more fulfilling that to feel the warmth of the one you love beside you in bed at night? I can be apart of from my wife all day long but, it doesn't always feel like she is missing until I go to bed alone. Luckily, those days are rare. I am lucky. Thanks for writing such a thoughtful and lovely post, Gina.

  8. I have these sorts of dreams when my husband is away on business. He's my personal heater too. Very rich in imagery.

  9. That's terribly sad. Great job with the write, Gina. Thanks for linking up. Don't forget to come back and vote.

  10. Beautiful poem. It sort of makes you appreciate when there is a warm person, whom you love, next to you. Nice one!

  11. The echoes of the past reach into the present. Loved this.

  12. So perfect Gina.

    Without being "overly friendly" it's like you're in bed with me in those moments when I'm not quite sure if i'm dreaming.

  13. It's strange how the night makes things appear so much realer. This is haunting and great.

  14. Very spooky. Reminds me of a time I answered someone calling my name in the middle of the night only to discover no one had. Ghost! Or are our minds playing tricks on us? Great story.

  15. Romantic but so sad. Great little piece, Gina.